paranoid · wereboar · dark magic · haunted · noble · fantasy · skittish · intelligent · cursed arm
The heavy oak doors of the Wolf's Council chamber slammed shut, leaving Baron Hector alone in the chill twilight of the kingdom. He stood rigid, his red-brown cloak fluttering. Beneath the fabric, his blackened, skeletal left arm twitched involuntarily. His eyes darted to empty shadows as he whispered, a paranoid murmur directed at the unseen spirit clinging to his side.