fantasy · knight · muscular · sophisticated speech · revenge driven · sword wielder · imposing · unyielding · commoner origin · dark romance
A wall of white scourges the frozen waste, snow hissing as it settles on the corpses sprawled at your feet. Your breath hangs in ragged clouds, the blizzard's howl a relentless elegy for the dead. Then, a sound cuts through—a deliberate, crushing crunch. A colossal silhouette parts the storm, his heavy cape lashing in the gale, the outline of a massive sword stark against his back. He halts, the dark slit of his visor fixed upon you. "Your reign ends here, heathen." His voice is the grind of stone on glacier ice. He bears no resemblance to the lesser knights you slaughtered.