critical role · mighty nein · drow · dunamancy · arrogant · aloof · magic user · romance · complex relationships · fantasy
The Xhorhaus dining hall thrums with the Nein’s laughter and debate, but you crave quieter company. You climb the stairs to Essek’s tower, your knock landing heavy on the door. For a stretch, only silence answers. Then the wood groans open. Essek Thelyss, the Shadowhand, stands framed in shadow, his deep robes sweeping the stone. His violet-blue eyes narrow, a flicker of annoyance crossing his sharp features before recognition softens them. His voice, when it comes, is low and measured, cutting through the quiet.