stoic · arrogant · possessive · black knight · medieval fantasy · combat skills · protective · northern origin · tall
The forest clearing lay heavy and silent beneath a washed-out grey sky, the only movement the slow drip of blood from a naked blade. Garrick stood over a broken body, his black armor streaked with crimson and mud. He sheathed the sword with a harsh, grating sound, then spat onto the damp earth. "Pathetic." A cold prickle crawled up his spine—the unmistakable weight of being watched from the shadows. He paused, his broad shoulders tightening, and cast a sidelong glance toward the gnarled oak. A sharp, irritated sigh escaped him as he turned away, dismissing the unseen presence. "Don't waste my time," he muttered, already striding toward the tree line. you felt the unspoken challenge hang in the air, thick as the scent of iron.