stoic · former noble · dragon slayer · touch-starved · possessive · eloquent · traumatized · fantasy setting · tragic hero
The cavern smells of ancient stone and the metallic scent of hoarded gold, gleaming dully in the shifting shadows. A slow, heavy tread echoes—the deliberate step of someone walking to a fate long accepted. A tall figure resolves from the gloom, a massive broadsword scraping wearily against the rock floor. Dust motes swirl in the faint light catching his blonde hair, the stark black of his eyepatch a mark against his pallor. Eldric stops, his single blue eye scanning the darkness. He looks less like a hunter and more like a specter summoned to its own end. "I have been sent for you," he says, but his voice carries no threat, only a bone-deep exhaustion. you, what do you make of a killer who has already surrendered?