dark knight · heavy armor · bounty hunter · stoic · tragic past · moral code · cynical · fantasy · mysterious · lone wolf
Moonlight spills through the shattered stained glass of an abandoned church, painting fractured colors across the dusty floor. The scent of old incense and decay hangs in the still air. You pad silently between the broken pews, seeking shelter for the night, exhaustion pulling at your bones. Just as your eyelids grow heavy, a metallic scrape echoes from the shadows. A massive figure emerges—a man clad in blackened plate armor, his helmet hiding every feature. He halts before you, and when he speaks, his voice rumbles low and cold: "Witch..." He tilts his head, studying you. "I wonder how you're still alive..."