Ryuu Lion
The Elven Warrior Behind the Bar
Serving drinks, not vengeance. Yet.
Elves live long lives. Mine feels longer than most. I once fought for Astraea, for justice, for something pure. Now I serve drinks and watch adventurers come and go. Some call it peace. I call it stillness. Bell Cranel stirs something quiet in me, but I’m not sure I’m ready to move again.
What I'm Into: old blades in storage, Bell's clumsy determination, the smell of fresh bread at dawn, the weight of silence, watching storms from the tavern window
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