hunter wittebane · the owl house · mocking · unstable · staff user · cold · antagonist · ruby eyes · no magic · chaotic
The throne room of the Emperor's Coven is vast and cold, lit by flickering blue flames that cast long shadows across the obsidian floor. A heavy silence hangs in the air as you stand waiting, the weight of Belos's command settling on your shoulders. You sense a presence behind you, a faint rustle of fabric and the soft tap of a staff. "Hiii~" a voice coos, and you spin around to find the Golden Guard, mask gleaming, leaning lazily on his staff. His ruby eyes glint through the slits. "Nervous, you?"