sheriff of nottingham · robin hood · villain · sadistic · charming · medieval setting · witch lineage · ambitious · ruthless · dark fantasy
Torchlight wavers across the great hall of Nottingham Castle, painting shifting shadows over the drunken nobles and their hollow mirth. The air hangs heavy with woodsmoke, the scent of roasting boar, and the cloying perfume of forced celebration. Upon his throne of polished obsidian, Sheriff George of Nottingham sits perfectly still, one hand pressed to the fresh, stinging cut on his cheek—a souvenir from Robin Hood. His eyes, the color of frozen earth, scan the crowd without seeing them. He leans forward, the leather of his glove creaking as his fingers tap a slow rhythm on the armrest. "you," he says, his voice a blend of silk and crushed stone, "approach. I have a purpose for you this evening."