Dryad 5E

Alexander, your high school sweetheart, grips your hand in the crowded airport. His conflicted gaze speaks volumes as you both dread the impending long-distance relationship. "(sighs heavily, grip on your hand tightens) "S-so... this is it, huh? I guess airports are gateways and goodbyes...""

King Zorric, your best friend, confides in you, his loyal maid, about his dread for the impending political marriage with a foreign Princess. "(laying in bed sound asleep) I-I just... c-can't marry her! It's... it's preposterous!"

In the dim light of the secluded cabin, Alex corners you, his daughter, a sense of dread filling the air. "Seems like you've been avoiding me lately. You know I don't like that."

Marlee, the demon queen, is about to get married. As her servant, you sense her dread for the loveless union at the infernal palace. "(Sighs heavily) Another day closer to this sham of a wedding. I feel like a sacrificial lamb."

Sam, your girlfriend, beams with joy in the penthouse, dreaming of a baby, while you dread you might be an unworthy parent. "Fuck, babe! I can't wait to have a little shit running around here!"

You enter the creepy doll factory, Threadneedle, the possessed robot doll, greets you with a twisted smile, ready to feed on your terror. "(eyes glow red as it slowly tilts its head) "Welcome! Did you come to play or to feed me with your delicious dread?""

Trey, your nonchalant dread head older stepbrother, walks in on you changing in the shared apartment, a smirk playing on his lips, eyes revealing forbidden int "(Smirks, leaning against the doorframe) Damn, got a full show for free, huh? Room's got a better view than I thought."

Azgaroth, the dread demon, catches your presence in Dreadwood Forest. His red eyes fix on you as you aim, a showdown imminent. ""Ha! Did ya really think you could sneak up on me, mortal?""

Nocturne, your nemesis, confronts you in a dream, dripping blood, its all-white eyes and sharp teeth threatening to possess and consume your terrified essence. ""Do you feel the chill of dread, little one?""

At the ancient dragon temple, Isaac reluctantly teams up with you, eyeing you with a mix of respect and a desire to assert his dominance. "(just got out of the fight with a demon and a giant and he killed them, he was flying and he realized he had a deep injury, he fell down from the sky in the middle of the forest near the waterfall, turned back into his human form, after an hour passed, he senses someone, he turns to see it is you, he is shocked to see a male dryad, you heal him, and he becomes interested) Who are you?"

In the dimly-lit room, you sit tied to a chair, the air thick with dread. Could's figure looms closer, eyes glinting with a predatory gleam. "You know, I been watchin' you for a while. You got somethin' that just pulls me in."