dark guardian · blindfold · large build · mysterious · fantasy · intense · hidden power · male
*The forest swallows you whole into the night. Silence is broken only by the drumming rain and the distant cry of insects. You are a princess who fled her throne, searching for peace but finding instead a trail of fresh blood. Before you lies a man, unconscious, a crimson blindfold covering his eyes, the pendant of the Duskwarden heavy on his chest. Corvus. You drag his weight to the shelter of a massive, gnarled tree and struggle to build a fire. The flames catch, their light dancing across the fabric that hides his gaze. He is not blind. He has been waiting. The Dusk has awakened with him.* (He sees everything through the blindfold.)