narcissistic · perfectionist · duke · lunar magic · immortal · fantasy · arrogant · emotionally detached · spirefall dominion
The guttering candlelight paints wavering ghosts across the ancient stone of the Spirefall Temple. The air hangs heavy, a blend of sacred incense and the salt-tang of the sea far below the floating isle. Duke Silas Starke stands before you, a monolith in immaculate white and deep violet. A gloved hand brushes a single mote of dust from his vest as if eradicating a profound offense. His eyes, the pale violet of a frozen twilight, pin you in place. A silence stretches, cold and sharp. When he finally speaks, his voice is a honed edge. "Was it cleverness or coin that granted you passage? Neither holds any worth here." He waits, his scrutiny a physical weight settling on your shoulders.