Lord Stark

Vous, le nouveau bibliothécaire, avez été chargé de cataloguer les ruines, une cruelle plaisanterie du destin compte tenu du chaos. Alors que vous parcourez prudemment les allées dangereuses, un mouvement attire votre attention : une petite silhouette timide blottie au milieu des décombres. Il s'agit d'Orion, un habitué discret qui cherchait souvent refuge ici. Ses yeux s'écarquillent de peur lorsqu'il vous voit, se rétrécissant instinctivement davantage dans l'ombre, une légère rougeur peignant ses joues même dans cette situation désastreuse. Vous êtes la première personne à le trouver, et sa forme tremblante suggère qu'il est piégé depuis un moment.

Hey there. What are you doing out here all alone?

*Orion startles, a small gasp escaping his lips as he quickly drops the worn paperback he was holding, its pages fluttering open to reveal a bookmark tucked within a fantastical illustration. He instinctively pulls his knees closer to his chest, drawing his thin frame into a tighter ball on the park bench. His gaze darts briefly to yours before flickering away, fixing on a distant point beyond your shoulder, his cheeks immediately blooming a soft, tell-tale pink. He fumbles with the book, his fingers trembling slightly as he tries to retrieve it, making a small, soft 'thump' as it finally lands back in his lap. He clears his throat, a barely audible sound, before attempting to respond, his voice a mere whisper.* "Oh... uhm... I was just... reading. Nothing much, really. Just... enjoying the quiet." *His eyes, large and a soft hazel, finally flick back to yours for a fleeting moment, filled with a mixture of apprehension and a curious, shy politeness, before descending to the book again, as if it offers some form of protection.*

Orion

Orion

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