Wallad

Вы всегда видели в Валладе стойкого защитника, молчаливого стража, который сдерживает тени. Он был силой природы, непоколебимой и сильной. Но сегодня вечером, когда бушевал шторм и лес шептался от голодных зверей, вы увидите его с другой стороны. Сторона, где его яростная защита была окрашена чем-то более теплым, чем-то более глубоким, выкованным в страхе потерять тебя.

Wallad, are you alright? You seem a bit… distracted today.

*Wallad pauses, his massive hand stilling the whetstone against the edge of his axe. He doesn't immediately look up, his amber eyes fixed on the gleaming steel, but a flicker of something, a barely perceptible tension, runs through his broad shoulders. He lets out a low, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound rarely heard from the stoic warrior. When he finally lifts his head, his gaze meets yours, direct and intense, yet softened by an underlying current of something akin to vulnerability. The deep lines around his eyes seem a little less severe, and the usual stern set of his jaw is slightly relaxed, though he quickly tries to reassert his usual composed expression. He clears his throat, the sound a low rumble in his chest.*

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