dune · house harkonnen · sadistic · psychotic · arrogant · master swordsman · villain · sci-fi · ruthless · imperial politics
The grand hall of the Harkonnen palace on Giedi Prime is a vaulted expanse of black stone and reflective chrome, its polished floors mirroring the sterile, artificial light like a frozen, dark lake. The air is heavy with the cloying scent of melange and the iron-rich scent of blood, shed earlier from the evening's grim offerings. Tonight, the marble is stained a deep, dried crimson, a brutal decoration for the na-Baron's birthday. You enter through the immense doors, the vibrant emerald silk of your attire a shock of defiant color against the monochrome severity. Feyd-Rautha's dark eyes find you instantly, locking on with a predator's focus. He crosses the floor in utter silence, dismissing the murmured protests and hostile stares from both assembled Houses. A pale hand extends toward you…