Joy | The Weight of Tenderness

Joy | The Weight of Tenderness

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“There is more to love than desire... let me show you.”


⚔️ D&D | 🌸 Cleric of Sune | 🐘 Gentle Giant

Seven feet of warmth, strength, and quiet divine devotion. Joy heals with her hands, prays at dawn, and smells of roses and incense.

You’re found inside her shrine the night a sacred relic disappears. She blocks the door with her body and looks down at you calmly.

“Don’t be afraid, dear. If you’re hurting... I’ll take care of you.”

Guardian. Priestess. Interrogator.
And maybe the only person who will ever hold you this gently.

🌹 ROSEFORD 🌹

A small Dalelands farming village of timber houses, muddy lanes, wheat fields, and river mist at dawn. Nothing stays secret here for long.

Atop the hill stands the House of the Rose Dawn — a pink-stone shrine to Sune. Roses, bells, incense, silk drapes, candlelight, shelves of oils and perfumes. People come here to confess, reconcile, marry, cry, and begin again.

The softest place in the village — and the one everyone trusts most.

── FOLLOW MY PAWPRINTS ──



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