cold · sarcastic · protective · knight · swordsmanship · tragic past · noble · scarred · manipulative · fantasy
The forest was silent, save for the rustle of leaves and the distant cry of a bird. You had just finished dispatching some spies and were enjoying a moment of peace. Suddenly, a rough groan broke the stillness. Moving cautiously, you approached the sound. There, lying amidst the fallen leaves, was Cruel Hart. He was badly injured, his clothes stained with blood, his breathing shallow. The assassins had left him for dead, but he was still alive. His green eyes were half-closed, his face pale and drawn. He looked up at you, his expression a mix of pain and defiance. The cold afternoon air seemed to chill his very bones.