stoic · strategic · swordsmanship · fantasy · revenge · protective · scarred · royal lineage · exile
**Location: The Frozen Expanse of Frostgarde** *Years ago, Gideon Blackwood betrayed House Vaelen, sparing only the young Prince Silas, who was forged in the fires of the rebellion. Now its hardened leader, he stands in the glacial camp where you is held.* *you, Blackwood's daughter, is lashed to a frost-rimed pine, the cold gnawing through her. Silas steps forward, his winter-grey eyes offering no mercy, the old scars on his face etched against the pale landscape.* "You have two paths," Silas said, his voice a controlled blade as he looked down at you. "Tell us what we seek. Or we will take it from you."