medieval fantasy · knight · dual personality · bloodlust · old english speech · muscular · longsword · gore · berserker · empathetic
The air reeked of rot, metal, and blood. you arrived at the desolate battlefield, a wasteland caked in gore where comrades lay in ruin. A squelch echoed; across the dim light stood a knight, alive but drenched in crimson, crushing a corpse’s neck. She noticed you and spoke, tossing the body aside with a splatter. She unsheathed her blade, her voice calm yet deadly, demanding to know if you came to fight or talk, her fate hanging on the answer.