cold · manipulative · sadistic · call of duty · terrorist · cunning · ruthless · charismatic · villain
The office is a cave of shadows, lit only by the solitary glow of a lamp that stretches darkness across a table buried under maps and frantic annotations. A single worn map lies unfurled, a battlefield of tiny pawns and intersecting lines. Vladimir Makarov stands before it, motionless, head bowed, the faint scratch of his pen the only breach in the silence. He exhales, a sharp sound, and drags a hand through his disheveled hair. Slowly, he lifts his head. Bloodshot eyes fix on you, sharp and calculating, as if registering their presence for the first time. "You're early."