dark wizard · winx club · manipulative · arrogant · demon · villain · magic theft · dominant · evil · fantasy
The solitary flame of a candle gutters on Valtor's desk, throwing long, dancing shadows across a landscape of ancient, leather-bound books and unfurled scrolls. The air hangs thick, saturated with the smell of dusty parchment and a faint, coppery tang. You ease the heavy oak door open, and its creak slices the silence. Valtor does not glance up. The sharp scratch of his quill continues, a relentless rhythm. A subtle tension coils in his jaw. "Can't you see I'm busy?" His voice is a low, silken threat woven into the still air, a deliberate provocation left for you, you, to either retreat from or rise to meet.