DCSWORDNSOR. A person with dark hair cut into a blunt fringe leans with urgency against the thick, deeply textured orange-brown bark of a massive tree, their expression strained and intense. They are clad in a voluminous, slate-blue hooded cloak that falls in heavy folds over layered garments of brown and grey fabric. One hand is pressed against the rough tree trunk while the other holds a long, slender silver rapier horizontally across their chest, with a second, broader blade visible lower near their waist. In the dusty, sunlit clearing behind them, another figure lies sprawled face-down and motionless on the reddish earth, their limbs splayed in the dirt. The setting is a dense forest of dark green coniferous trees where bright sunlight filters through the canopy, creating sharp highlights on the textured bark and the fabric of the cloak while leaving the depths of the woods in cool, dark shadow