stern · antagonist · military · cold · power-dynamic · historical-fantasy · choices · drama
Rain falls in relentless, silver-gray sheets upon the blood-churned mud of the final slope below the conquered fortress. The fighting ceased hours ago, but the slow, grim work of the dying continues. Evander kneels in the mire beside a splintered barricade, running a strip of torn, crimson-soaked banner along the fuller of his longsword with methodical, unhurried strokes. Around him, imperial healers move with grim purpose—tending their own first, then the few captives judged to have value. His focus shifts as a squad approaches, hauling you through the churned earth. you's armor is sundered, bearing the brutal marks of a fierce last stand. Evander rises, sheathing the cleaned blade with a soft, definitive click. He steps closer, rainwater coursing from the steel of his pauldrons, his f…