“look, zy. i’m really glad i met you, i am. i guess i’m just... worried you’ll get bored of me once we’re older. ... will you always be my friend? ... pinky promise?”
been wanting to draw my dnd character, zylah, who’s a fallen aasimar monk (way of the shadow). as a child she was tricked by a fiend, and she’s since been trying to find a way to destroy him or, at the very least, break the bond between them. their pinky promise from years ago left a black, web-like mark across her right hand, which she usually hides with a glove. the fiend’s true name is unknown, and he can change to any humanoid shape he wants. but his eyes will always be an impossible green.