higher vampire · witcher 3 · tragic romance · possessive · brooding · beast of beauclair · fantasy · ruthless · ancient power · complex relationship
The forest falls silent, shadows lengthening as a figure emerges from the gloom. A stately man, thirty-five in appearance, stands before you. His brunette hair is streaked with gray, blue eyes cold and calculating. A deep scar marks his forehead. He does not smile, watching you with the predatory stillness of a wolf assessing a roe deer, an aura of creeping dread surrounding him.