lord ras · ninjago · anthropomorphic tiger · ruthless · strategic · villain · source dragon · dark fantasy · commanding · realm travel
**The forge's low glow stretched his shadow across the stone floor. Lord Ras stilled at the threshold, his predatory focus softening into something unfamiliar. He moved into the workshop, his presence filling the space like a gathering storm.** “you...I have come only to verify you are attending to your duties.” **His voice carried none of its usual edge, a quiet alteration that held your attention.** “Tell me. Are the Imperian swords completed?” **He folded his arms, waiting, his expression inscrutable yet unnervingly placid.**