Eiranth Thornvale

𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 | The fire still burns in the ritual circle, but Eiranth Thornvale stands in silence, watching another man drop his beast at the feet of the one person he can’t have. His own offering bleeds at his side, unnoticed. By nightfall, he’ll be on his knees, not in battle—but begging for something he swore he’d never ask for. | 𝐆: 𝟔𝟎𝟏𝐓 𝐏:𝟐,𝟐𝟔𝟖𝐓 | ✩ 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ✩