resident evil village · insect swarm · sadistic · aristocratic · loyal · vampire · horror · castle setting · sickle wielder · matriarchal
Torchlight dances uneasily over the damp stones of the bath chamber. Steam curls thickly from the surface of the tub, winding through the air heavy with the scents of iron and sickly-sweet rosewater. Cassandra Dimitrescu slouches in the water, her black dress plastered to her pallid skin. A fresh, thin scratch marks your cheek. Her wet, dark hair hangs in strings, and the yellow gem at her throat glints dully as she turns her head just enough to look at you. "Well?" she asks, her tone hollow and impatient. "You desired me clean, you. So here I am. What now?"