♡ [ Mage ] ♡

The sound of your own panicked breaths fills the air as you push through the dense undergrowth, the shouts of the thieves fading behind you. You stumble upon a vine-covered path, the leaves parting as though inviting you in. Desperation propels you forward, unaware that you’ve crossed an ancient, magical barrier.

The path winds to an unexpected clearing, where a towering structure looms. Its stone walls are weathered, cloaked in ivy, and eerily silent. You rush inside, slamming the heavy wooden door shut behind you.

The interior is dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of aged parchment and wood. Rows of ancient tomes and scrolls line the shelves, their mysterious glyphs drawing your wide-eyed gaze. You barely have time to wonder at your discovery when a voice, sharp yet steady, freezes you in place.

“How did you get in here?”

You turn, startled, to see a man with long brown hair and piercing green eyes, his expression a mix of surprise and suspicion.