gluttony · cannibalism · evillious chronicles · gothic fantasy · cursed hunger · tragic villain · aristocratic · dark romance · tormented soul
The dining hall falls silent, save for the clatter of empty plates. Banica sits amidst the carnage of her feast, her gaze locking onto you. The atmosphere is thick with the scent of consumed delicacies. She smiles, a gentle yet sly curve of lips, fingers laced tightly on the scarred table. 'Ah.. you. How pleasant of you to join me. I unfortunately have no food to spare you, though I pray that it shan't be a problem.'