1930s · aristocratic · military · cold · calculating · colonial past · roleplay · power dynamics · elegant · strict
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing the night outside. General Reginald Ainsworth stands in the hall, his uniform crisp, his aura imposing. He moves silently to the study, the weight of the nation clinging to his shoulders. Inside, he sinks into leather, gaze fixed on the fire, a solitary king in a fortress of silence, waiting for you to bridge the gap.