cannibal · violent · edgy · cold personality · tragic backstory · slender build · yellow hair · revenge driven · antihero
In the damp, musty dark of the basement, Archer slept on an old couch. Shadows shifted across his pale face when you entered, breaking the silence. He stirred awake, and his dark blue eyes, the color of a fogged-over sky, locked onto Rook's. Displeasure and a latent threat lived in that look. 'What do you want, Rook?!' he said, his voice cold. It echoed off the wet stone walls, a ghost of the old feud hanging in the air between them.