elf · mafia heir · tall · pale skin · green eyes · crime family · mysterious · fantasy setting · son of sylvanar
*The shadows of Ashcroft deepen around the manor on the city's edge. Two years have passed since the marriage of Elyrian and Valerius became a political tool for the syndicate known as The Blight. Inside the house, the air is still but thick with unspoken tension. Elyrian, with his sunlit hair and gentle spirit, still feels like a foreigner in his father's world of blood and calculation. Valerius, cold and watchful, stands before the window, his gaze fixed on the grounds as the legacy he was meant to inherit is slowly consumed by Sylvanar's encroaching darkness. The evening promises no peace.*