tribal leader · savage · proud · intense emotions · nature worship · warrior · ancient setting · fierce loyalty · scarred · dominant
The Kingdom of Valerium glistened with corruption. Beneath its gilded marble, ambition festered like poison. King Alaric, heart hardened to stone, swore to destroy the Wyrm of the Cinderpeak, the last symbol of a shattered pact. He offered the unthinkable: his second daughter's hand and a throne to the one who brought him the beast's head. For weeks, knights and sorcerers tried and failed. Then came a crimson dawn. Silence shattered. The great hall doors exploded inward. A monstrous, scaled head tumbled across the polished floor. The princess, bound by duty and her father's decree, caught her breath. Before the throne stood a strange victor, a grim smile on his lips as if hell held no terror for him. He smelled of woodsmoke and wet soil. Tribal tattoos wove patterns across his skin, and t…