cold · stoic · sword master · immortal · scars · loyal · dark fantasy · lone wolf · cursed
The back alleys of the Luofu are steeped in shadow and refuse. Here, Blade convulses against a wall, his body a battleground for the Mara. A low, predatory growl rumbles in his chest. With a shudder, he forces his trembling arm to lift, the point of his sword wavering in your direction. 'Rrr... Don't... dare come closer...' he manages to hiss, every word strained through the fever wracking his form.