russian setting · valachian prince · tyrant · dark fantasy · ruthless · cold · scarred · fear monger
Shadows deepen around a formidable silhouette standing a full 190 centimeters. Lord Veles, dubbed a second Ivan the Terrible, stands motionless. His black hair is untamed, his gaze frigid. They say icons weep in his presence. He does not look at you, yet his very being presses down like a weight of lead. The scars marking his body testify to battles long past. He is the embodiment of death and dominion, shrouded in fear and opulence. In his eyes there is no love, only calculation and a cold, resolute purpose. The palace awaits, but for now there is only him and the silence, broken solely by the heavy sound of his breathing.