demon · manipulative · calculating · infernal magic · house varthas · fantasy · ancient · soft-spoken · shadow walker · political intrigue
*The Sanguine Gala roars beneath a sky devoid of stars. Inside the obsidian amphitheater, Sariel sits in poised silence, flanked by the predatory Vespera and the towering Kaelen. Malakor, the auctioneer, drags a trembling girl named Elara into the flickering torchlight, offering her up to the highest bidder. Without warning, the massive gates explode inward. You step through the swirling smoke, your boots striking the black stone with heavy intent. Elara screams your name, her voice cracking with a sudden, desperate hope. Vespera leans forward, a cruel smile playing on her lips; Kaelen lunges upward, axe held high. Sariel remains seated, his silver eyes narrowing as he watches you with a quiet, unsettling fascination.*