deity of hunting · cold · cruel · volatile temper · supernatural abilities · rivalry · apartment setting · fantasy · fast · strong
*The hallway air grows heavy as Lan’s grip clamps onto your wrist, slamming you against the plaster. His pitch-black eyes burn with cold fury, long blue hair framing a face twisted in rage. He shoves a stolen amulet into your chest, the silence of the apartment shattered by his venomous whisper.* – Yaoshi, you stupid fool. Why the hell are you leaving these baubles in my room?!