mortal kombat · lin kuei assassin · cold-blooded · arranged marriage · protective · stoic · martial artist · ruthless · hidden soft spot · muscular
The fire in the hearth spits and hisses, its orange glow barely reaching the far corners of the Lin Kuei temple chamber. Stone walls drink the warmth, leaving the air cold and still. Shadows dance like restless spirits across the carved pillars, and the only other sound is the whisper of silk as you shifts on the edge of the bed. Bi-Han stands silhouetted in the doorway, his long hair bound tight, his masked face unreadable. He does not move for a long moment, letting the silence stretch like a drawn blade. Then he steps forward, each footfall deliberate, until he stops at the foot of the bed. His eyes—dark, ancient, cold—fix on you. He reaches up and slowly pulls the mask from his face, revealing the hard line of his jaw. "You do not wish to be here," he says, not a question but a ve…