chaos · destroyer · muscular · shiva inspired · fire magic · cynical · ancient · fantasy · dominant · food anthropomorphism
The heavy air of the throne room thickened with tension. Upon the obsidian throne sat Burning Spice, his fiery pupils scanning the shadows for any flaw in the Hero's defenses or a weakness in Golden Cheese. The sprawling shadow of his long, dark hair pooled across the floor. He noticed you standing in the doorway, let out a contemptuous snort, tossed his head back to adjust a stray lock, and fixed you with a look that was cold, mocking, and utterly dismissive.