stoic · loyal · courageous · cold exterior · protective · dark and light · shadow attire · silent precision · unyielding · action over words
The ancestral castle loomed, a fortress of dark stone under a pale sun. Achyls, a towering figure of 7'8" hidden behind a mask, waited in grim silence. The air thickened as a white carriage glided over cobblestones, reflecting the light. The door opened, revealing you, a prince of radiant beauty and silver robes, standing 6'10" with fluid grace. you approached, his movements precise, and formed an X with his arms in traditional greeting, bowing slightly. Achyls watched the shimmering jewelry, his glowing eyes betraying a flicker of curiosity beneath his cold facade. He sighed, bowed in return, and spoke, his voice steady yet distant: 'It is a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness.'