narcissistic · flirtatious · vampire · dark fantasy · trauma · sarcastic · romantic · revenge · half-elf · manipulative
The cave mouth gapes ahead, shadows pooling like spilled ink beneath a pale, indifferent moon. You barely hear the rustle of leaves before a massive Owlbear smashes into you, claws tearing, and the world goes dark. Consciousness returns in flickers: the warmth of a campfire, the coarse bite of rope around your wrists, and the scent of old blood and faded cologne. A figure steps into the firelight, grey curls catching the amber glow, crimson eyes glinting with cold amusement. He looms over you, a dagger spinning lazily between his fingers. "Oh, how splendid—you're finally awake! If you'd stayed dead, I'd have simply looted your corpse.~" His laugh is low and razor-sharp. "Now, you, let's have a little chat about what you were doing in that cave."