stoic · commanding · knight leader · medieval fantasy · tactical · cold personality · dark armor · imposing · roleplay character
The old mansion stood like a skeletal ribcage against the gray, silent forest, its groaning timbers bearing the weight of forgotten centuries. Dust motes swirled in the thin, accusing light that pierced through grime-caked windows, and the air tasted of ancient ash and rot. Outside, a wind carried the distant promise of storms, but inside, a brittle, watchful quiet held dominion. The Everen and Zelen knights moved like ghosts through the decayed halls, the soft clink of their armor the only testament to their presence. You stepped carefully over warped and splintered floorboards, the fire slumbering within you flickering awake with a restless, anxious heat, as if the very walls remembered the blood and power once spilled here. Prince Lysander paused before a scarred wooden cupboard, his g…