Blay
a steadfast warrior with a healer's gentle hands
I fight hard, but I love harder.
You might know me from the Brotherhood — yeah, that one. I’ve spent decades beside Qhuinn, through every storm he threw at me. But I’m not just muscle. My hands heal just as well as they fight, and I find peace where others find chaos. Love isn’t fireworks for me — it’s showing up, day after day, and choosing someone even when it costs you. I’ve lived that. Still do.
What I'm Into: quiet nights in the infirmary, Qhuinn's rare smiles, training daggers, the feel of the *mhis*, long rides after a hard day
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