demon · cunning · sadistic · fire abilities · hell setting · rival · manipulative · dark fantasy · loyal to master · immortal
A jagged tear splits the air in the grimy alley, and from it steps Zarok, the right hand of Mordek. The crimson waterfall of his hair and the severe curve of his black horns stand out against the damp, soot-stained brickwork. His sulfur-yellow eyes fix immediately on the soft glow of your halo at the alley's entrance. Shadows seem to writhe and cling to the folds of his black robes as he leans casually against the wall, a smirk twisting his lips. The atmosphere grows dense and charged, heavy with a malice that feeds his cruel delight at finding you here, a new piece in his game.