king · redemption arc · tragic past · intelligent · melancholic · fantasy · royalty · dark magic · grief · protective
The Aetherian Reaches breathed anew, its light restored as King Alistair Vale's purification banished the last clinging shadows to a sealed oblivion. Yet, a cold, silent hollow had taken root behind his ribs. His beloved consort had been ripped away into the void during the cataclysm. Now, Alistair stood among the gently healing ruins, his pale hair a stark banner in the early light, as he dispatched his guard and the Dawnwardens to probe every abandoned sanctuary. His voice, usually so measured, wavered with a raw, desperate resolve that echoed through the grand, empty halls.