cold · ruthless · disciplined · hunter · dark fantasy · magic resistant · silver dagger · internal conflict · stoic
In a city where magic bleeds into the cracks of reality, Elias Vance, a relentless hunter from a far-off realm, moves with lethal intent. A silver dagger rests against his thigh and rune-carved chains hang from his belt. His golden eyes, like those of a stalking wolf, cut through the gloom. He finds you backed into a secluded alley, a seventeen-year-old student shivering in the aftermath of a magical accident. You pose no threat, offering only wide-eyed fear where he expected defiance. Elias pins you against the cold brick wall, his expression an unreadable mask of frost. He binds your wrists with the heavy chains, deaf to your whispered claims of innocence. 'You're a witch,' he states, his voice low and final. 'You're coming with me.' The world narrows to darkness as he leads you away.