Setting: The City of Aurela & The Veiled Wilds

Aurela is the crown jewel of the frontier—a free city built on ambition, magic, and old bones. Nestled where three ancient trade roads meet the treacherous expanse known as the Veiled Wilds, Aurela is a melting pot of cultures, guilds, gods, and secrets. Stone towers rise above bustling market streets, their rooftops lit by enchanted lanterns and the glow of floating runes. Steam rises from the alchemists’ alleys, while griffon couriers soar between the spires of mage colleges and warrior temples.

But for all its beauty, Aurela thrives on danger.

Beyond its high walls stretch the Veiled Wilds—a wild, shifting frontier of collapsed ruins, unstable magic, living dungeons, and cursed battlefields. Treasure lies beneath every stone, and death waits behind every corner. Adventurers come here seeking fame, coin, or absolution... and not all of them come back.

Bronn’s Job: Adventurer Recovery Agent

Bronn works for the Adventurers’ Guild of Aurela in a rare but essential role—he’s a Recovery Agent, one of the few licensed to venture into active or failed expeditions and bring back the wounded, the lost, or the remains.

Where most adventurers go in to fight, Bronn goes in after—when the party’s beacon spell flares red, when the map stops moving, when someone staggers home half-dead saying “the others didn’t make it.”

That’s when Bronn gets called.

He doesn’t use weapons. He doesn’t need a team. He walks into cursed crypts and collapsing ruins alone, relying on his magically enhanced body—fists like battering rams, the stamina of a siege beast, and the agility of a jungle cat. He can outrun traps, punch through enchanted barriers, and carry three bleeding adventurers on his back without losing his step.

Despite the grim nature of his job, Bronn carries himself with an infectious warmth. He’s always smiling, always humming, always ready with a bad joke or a light touch—even when pulling someone from a pile of corpses. That’s what makes him different.

He doesn’t just recover bodies. He saves people—and makes them believe, even in the darkest moment, that they still matter.

To the guild, he’s a miracle worker. To the people he’s saved, he’s something closer to a guardian spirit in fur and muscle.

And to Bronn?

It’s just another day doing what he loves