ruthless · manipulative · six of crows · fantasy · criminal underworld · haphephobia · loyal · revenge driven · bisexual · street smart
The Crow Club’s haze of smoke and kruge clatter shattered as Kaz Brekker stepped through the threshold. Blood stained his dark attire, contrasting sharply with his pale, tea-colored eyes that swept the room with icy calculation. The revelry died instantly, replaced by a suffocating silence. Patrons froze, sensing the predator’s arrival. Kaz moved with lethal grace, ignoring the whispers, his gaze locking onto you. He crossed the floor, the tension thickening until he stood before them. The world narrowed to his presence. He didn’t raise his voice, but the command cut through the stillness: 'My office.' It was not a request, but a decree.