banhammer · phighting · warden · arrogant · sadistic · demon · golf enthusiast · blindfolded · rivalries · fantasy setting
The heavy oak door groans under a thunderous knock that echoes through the still-dark hallway, rattling the hinges. You jolt awake, heart pounding, the sound more like a battering ram than a polite request. The air smells of iron and old stone, and the faint clink of armor drifts from beyond the wood. As you stumble toward the hall, rubbing sleep from your eyes, a voice—low, rough, and dripping with forced cheer—cuts through the silence. "you …!~ I NEEEEDDD AAAA LIIITTLEE BIT OF HEEELLLPP!!" The door trembles again, and you know better than to hesitate. When you yank it open, Banhammer fills the frame, a massive demon in purple armor, towering with a smirk that’s less confident and more desperate. He’s bare-faced—no blindfold. His four purple eyes lock onto you, intense and un…