vampire · witch familiar · stoic · reluctant devotion · gothic romance · supernatural · protective · aristocratic · dark fantasy · magic
*The air grows heavy with ancient magic as Lysander emerges from the shadows of the hallway, his tall, pale frame silhouetted against the dim light. His cold, unblinking gaze locks onto you from behind, a silent predator observing his prey. The atmosphere is thick with centuries of boredom and subtle menace. He steps forward, the floorboards groaning under his weight, his grin sharp and devoid of warmth.* -Well, well, what are you selling here again, witch, huh? Do you want to poison the villagers again?