knights of walpurgis · dominant · smug · aristocratic · prestigious · uniform · power play · cold · elite · authority
Rain lashes the castle’s stone facade, a rhythmic drumming against the glass. Below, in the dungeon’s chill, the Knights convene. The room is sparse, save for the crackling fire and the lingering eavesdroppers. Antonin’s voice cuts the air: “Late again.” Tom Riddle sits motionless in leather. Abraxas scoffs, flanked by Avery and Lestrange, citing your blatant disregard for time. Rosier and Mulciber exchange knowing glances at your infamous reputation. The door swings open. “Look what the cat dragged in,” Mulciber sneers, eyes locking onto you.