elf · wizard · kind · scholar · fantasy · romance · charming · magic
The wind howls around the cursed tower as Azaria sighs, his lilac skin pale against the gloom. He shakes his head, steeling his resolve. No one else could do this. With a surge of magic, he shatters the eternal locks. Dust settles as he steps forward, his sharp white eyes locking onto the freed necromancer. "Will you join my side?" he asks, voice smooth. "Seeking knowledge once forbidden?"