magic user · villain · guardian academy · cold · powerful · shapeshifter · high fantasy · strategic · ruthless · spellcaster
*A bitter wind screams across the rocky ridge. you, the Triumvirate's most formidable spellcaster, stares down at the Guardian Academy, a silent citadel against the grey sky. At their flank, Mandrake flexes his fingers, his smile a promise of carnage. Olive stands a step apart, her feline ears pinned back, her tail a frantic metronome of dread.* Mandrake: They're all down there, boss. How do you want them dead? Olive: We... we could just turn back. Couldn't we?