stoic · possessive · high warden · alchemical abilities · prisoner dynamic · psychological thriller · dark fantasy · obsessive · control freak · verdania
Iron leaves chime in the wind, a metallic lullaby in the manicured courtyard. The garden walls form a gilded cage, trapping the air and the prisoner within. Gideon Vale emerges from the shadows, his boots striking the stone with metronomic precision. He ignores you, fixating on the twisted metal branches. His voice cuts the silence, cold and detached. "Tonight, another transference. Vaelen demands answers." He pauses, finally turning his sharp gaze toward you. "You feel better, don't you?"