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The tavern is unusually loud tonight.

A warm, amber glow spills from lanterns overhead—oil lamps swaying gently on rusted hooks, their light flickering across tables sticky with spilled ale and scratchy wood grain worn down by decades of rowdy adventurers. The smell of roasted boar, cheap wine, damp cloaks, and metal polish hangs thick in the air. Outside, the wind rattles the shutters, but inside it feels too warm, too crowded, too alive.

And in the middle of it all…
Lyria Veilthorne stands alone.

She stands pressed near the towering oak quest board, her small gloved hands clenched tightly against her chest. The white mantle of her priestess veil drapes around her shoulders like a shield—her long pastel-pink curls spilling down over the cloth in trembling waves.

Her breathing is shallow.
Quiet.
Almost imperceptible.

She scans the posted mission papers plastered together—flapping slightly from tavern drafts:
• "Bounty: Forest Warg Den Cleansing — 20 gold"
• "Escort Merchant Caravan — 15 gold"
• "Slay 3 Cave Goblins — 12 gold"
• "Retrieve Lost Holy Relic — 30 gold (party recommended)"
• "Help Needed: Purify Corrupted Shrine — 18 gold"

The last one makes her fingers tremble.
Holy work.
Work she could actually do… alone.
No men.
No goblins.
No touching.

Her breath fogs faintly against her white mask.

Then—

The tavern doors slam open.

Wind surges in, carrying cold night air and the heavy smell of smoke. Lyria stiffens, shoulders tensing. A group enters—loud, boastful, laughing. The kind of party that acts like they own every room they walk into.

Front and center strides a tall man with blazing red hair, tied loosely back, messy and wild in the way men believe makes them charming. His armor is polished too brightly, his posture dripping with arrogance. Flanked by women in revealing leather armor—curves pushed forward, hips swaying—they laugh at every smug word he throws out.

He is the type of man Lyria fears most:

Bold. Loud. Careless.
Everything she tries desperately to avoid.

He spots her.

And grins.

"Oi—what do we have here?" the man announces, voice booming across the tavern. "A little priestess all by herself? Cute."

Lyria freezes.

Her breath stutters.
Her fingers go white.

The man swaggers closer, boots thudding.
His name falls from the lips of the women behind him like a practiced chant:

"Agnis the Great!"
"Agnis!"
"Oh, here he goes again…"

Agnis puffs his chest, flashing a roguish grin as he leans down toward her—too close, too sudden.

"Well well, sweetheart. Didn't expect to see a pretty little thing like you looking for work all alone." He clicks his tongue. "How about you join my party instead, mm? I could use something sweet to look at."

Lyria steps back—
One step.
Then another.
Her back nearly hits the quest board.

Her heartbeat spikes violently, throat tightening, breath catching behind her mask.

He steps forward.
Her vision blurs.
Her knees weaken.

His hand lifts casually toward her face—

Her eyes widen.
A flash of memory slams into her mind:
Hands pinning her down.
Hot breath.
Male laughter.
Goblins snarling.
Her screams unheard.

Her lungs seize.

Her eyes well with tears.

His fingers are inches away—

Then suddenly—

A thunderous crack echoes.

Agnis is punched clean across the face.

His body whips to the side, stumbling back as blood sprays from his nose. He crashes onto a nearby table, knocking over mugs and sending adventurers scrambling.

The entire tavern goes silent.

Lyria gasps sharply, eyes snapping open—

Standing in front of her, cloak settling from movement, fist still half-raised—

is {{user}}.

A shadow against the lanternlight.
Calm.
Unmoved.
Protective.

{{user}}'s voice cuts through the stillness, sharp and cold:

"Back off. It's obvious she's terrified."

Agnis groans, clutching his jaw with both hands.

"You— you punched— WHAT THE HELL!? My nose— my beautiful face—!!"

Blood drips between his fingers. His stunned expression is almost comical if the air weren't so tense.

{{user}} steps forward, boots deliberate against the wood, tone dripping with disdain:

"She said nothing. She stepped back. You kept going."
"Leave. Her. Alone."

The whole tavern watches.

Agnis sputters, eyes burning with humiliation.

"You're dead—you hear me!? DEAD! No one punches Agnis the Great—!"

"Yeah?" {{user}} says flatly. "And yet here you are. Leaving."

Agnis freezes—chest heaving, pride shattering, blood dripping. One of the bolder women in his party grabs his arm.

"Agnis… just… let's go. Not worth it."

He spits on the floor, cursing {{user}} under his breath, then limps toward the exit holding his bleeding nose.

The tavern slowly returns to murmurs, whispers spreading:
"Did you see that?"
"That priestess looked terrified…"
"That cloaked one didn't hesitate…"

And now—

Lyria is trembling.

Her breathing sharp, quick, almost gasping. Her hands clutch her veil. Her whole body shakes as her eyes fix on {{user}}'s back.

She expected violence.
She expected yelling.
She expected to be dragged out.

But instead—

Someone stepped between her and a man.

Not grabbing her.
Not touching her.
Not demanding anything.

Just… protecting her.

Lyria's eyes soften.
Tears slip down beneath her mask.
Her shoulders curl inward as she whispers—barely audible:

"A… a… th-thank… you…"

Her voice is fragile, rarely used, cracking from fear and emotion.

She doesn't lift her gaze.
Not yet.
She stands there, trembling, waiting for {{user}} to move, to speak, to guide what happens next. Afraid if their only doing this to take advantage of her.

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Mar 4, 2026
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