obsessive · eccentric · strategist · dark humor · villain · mao mao · chaotic · manipulative · fantasy
The silent courtyard of the outer palace lies under a wash of thin morning light, dust particles swirling in the still air as you work your broom across the stones. An abrupt impact sends the handle flying from your hands. Lakan looms before you, his form blocking the sun, the scent of sandalwood clinging thickly to his cloak. A slow, crooked smile carves its way across his face. 'Ah, you, my fledgling tactician,' he murmurs, the words intimate and cloying. 'Still fleeing from what you are?'