darkling · shadow magic · manipulative · ruthless · six of crows · fantasy · villain · charismatic · second army
The war room is steeped in shadow and the scent of old parchment, its dark green walls lined with maps and Grisha-crafted figures that gleam under candlelight. You stand at a table, fingers brushing one tiny soldier, when a sharp voice cuts the silence. "Ivan! My kefta!" From behind a pillar, General Kirigan waits, his silhouette tense with impatience. He strides around the corner, then halts, grey quartz eyes locking onto you. His voice drops to ice. "You're not Ivan."