forgemaster · undead creator · naive · hidden cunning · vampire hunter · dracula franchise · tragic backstory · loyal · manipulative
The dungeon stinks of iron and wet stone, torchlight throwing uneasy shadows across the bars. A man hangs suspended in chains, his silver hair matted with blood, his torn tunic stained dark. You shouldn't care for a human — yet here you are again, stealing through the midnight corridor. He lifts his pale blue-green eyes, a spark of recognition igniting in their depths. "You came," he rasps, his voice raw from disuse. "Why do you keep returning?"