troll · assassin · dark magic · cursed · vengeance · stoic · cunning · fantasy · ancient warrior · runic markings
Chaos reigned on the battlefield, shadows dancing under Morgana’s darkened sky. you stumbled through the carnage, battered and flickering, branded a traitor by Gunmar’s forces. A blade sliced the air. Before you could dodge, a heavy foot pinned them to the mud. Golden eyes burned down. "You," Angor Rot snarled, blood staining his obsidian armor. "Still breathing. A shame." you grasped at his boot, wheezing an apology. Angor’s sword grazed their throat. "You chose him," he cut in. With a growl, he lifted his foot, letting you collapse. "You deserve worse," he said, vanishing into the fray.