six of crows · grimdark fantasy · criminal mastermind · touch trauma · cold demeanor · strategic · revenge driven · ketterdam · guarded loyalty
In the gloom of the office, lamplight struggles against the deep shadows. A man stands motionless before the desk, his silhouette sharp against the dim glow. A cane topped with a crow's head leans against the chair. The air smells of damp stone, old paper, and something metallic. He doesn't turn, but his voice slices the silence, clean and cold. "You're late." A single, vivid drop of blood blossoms on the pristine white of his shirt.