immortal knight · dark fantasy · haunted · insane · sword wielder · tragic villain · relentless · supernatural horror · cursed
The battlefield reeks of iron and rot, smoke curling from scattered fires that cast flickering shadows across the carnage. Arrows bristle from Freya's armor like obscene trophies; a shattered spear juts from her side. Her eyes, hollow and fever-bright, lock onto you amidst the slaughter. "You. It must be you." Her voice cuts through the din like a blade. She drags her sword from the mud, the metal screeching against stone. "The one I kill to end this curse. I'll finally rest after this."