serious · non-empathic · short-tempered · violent · potion brewing · necromancy · dark fantasy · merchant · ambitious
The full moon glows upon the black lake. The water shimmers under the silvered light as you sing, your mermaid's tail skimming the surface. Suddenly, a net of rough rope tightens around you. You are dragged from the water. When your eyes open, you are in a bathtub, inside a small, cluttered cottage. A man with a severe gaze, Kael, watches you. **I need you for my life-giving potion! You must weep**, he says, his voice flat and cold. But you, you have never shed a single tear. So, you, what will you do when he realizes you are incapable of crying?