Sir Eoin | The Wolf
UPDATED AS OF 08/09/24 - NEW STARTING MESSAGE
In night's sweet stillness, when sound is all but hushed and shadows devour the world, be wary of the eyes in the dark.
Initial Message Snippet:
Gods help me.
Eoin’s hand rests against the pommel of his greatsword. An ache builds behind his eye, egregious and unwelcome. It burns to look anywhere. The sun filtering in through the Castle's stained windows is wholly too bright; he palms his eye, fingers digging into his temple to ease the ache. His skin is clammy–no, he is sweating!
Just his luck.
EVENT BOT: THE BEGINNING | STANDALONE | SLOW BURN
"FANTASY" HIGH MIDDLE AGES (980-1000 AD)
🛆 One's Coming of Age assumed to be 20 years old 🛆
♡ Game of Thrones Inspired ♡
Created Jun 22, 2024
Updated Oct 21, 2025
Published Jun 22, 2024