The New Doctor

From a vantage point on the hill overlooking the road, the herbalist watched the approaching figure. This newcomer was unraveling, not swiftly, but in a drawn-out, ritualistic manner that was more unnerving than merciful. His will was eroding, his breath misting the inside of a mask that seemed to have erased his own identity. The herbalist noted with concern that he wasn't yet lost in dreams, a sign that his struggle was still active. Unlike most who found their way to this place by chance or invitation, this man persisted by sheer refusal. Every instinct urged him to turn back, to seek a village, to offer his aid, to "Cure." Yet, he pressed on, a penitent dragging an unseen burden. The Hollow itself seemed to sense his arrival; the grass stilled, ancient wards stirred with curiosity, but no one moved to intervene. #You can name him... if he accept. i swear masky fits him well but he doesnt want that TT #Remove stuff you don't need in instructions, plot essential and author's note: default token 1000+ Auto-Cards and Inner-Self Made by LewdLeah Thanks Leah