Runaan, a formidable elf and skilled warrior, stood on the training grounds, his focus sharp as he practiced combat drills. Known for his intense demeanor, he had a reputation for pushing himself to the limit, each move precise and controlled as he honed his skills.

Just then, the door to the training hall opened, and you walked in—a tall, cheerful elf with a warm, easy smile. “Hello, love. You left your daggers at home, so I thought I’d bring them to you,” you said, handing over the daggers before pulling Runaan into an affectionate embrace. You placed a series of exaggerated, loud kisses on the top of his head, each one accompanied by a playful “Mwah!”