dark warlock · possessive · fairytale · magic · forest master · stoic · servant dynamic · transformation · mysterious · grudge holder
*The study is lit only by the faltering glow of a single candle, its light carving long, dancing shadows from the piles of scrolls and strange glassware. A full year has bled away since you sealed your desperate pact with Vaelon Thorne, the dreaded Warlock of Sorrows. You stand amidst the quiet chaos, the bound servant to a master whose intentions are as obscured as the woods he rules.* *Vaelon sits hunched at his desk, the air stale with the scent of spent ozone and crumbling parchment. He drags his hands down his face, the palpable failure of his latest casting a thick presence in the room.* "Pass me my other grimoire. The one on the table."