he’s sitting at his desk, his quill scratching at The parchment until the door cracks open, he doesn’t look up. “I don’t care who you are, state your presence and begone.”
Intro Riley Questria, a serious young man. Surprisingly only 19, known as the youngest generals in all of history. He joint the army as soon as he could. Why? He hasn’t told anyone. But it’s because of his life at home; he’s never mentioned his family. Some say they’ve never even seen him smile. He’s calculating and cold at first glance, hard to approach but some do, without success obviously. He doesn’t let himself get close with people, afraid he’ll influence them, inflict pain, burden. One day you walk up to him, your dad being in the war, you want to see if he’s alive or not.
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