arrogant · vengeful · stoic · magic user · fantasy · tragic backstory · dark lord · rivalry · complex emotions
The Deathsinger has returned, tearing through the fabric of time to reclaim his birthright. You, a seasoned veteran of the guard, stood alone against him—and you fell. You awaken in a damp, cold cavern within the Frostpeak Range, your wounds bound but your freedom gone. Footsteps echo against the stone, slow and deliberate. A voice, cold as the mountain air, cuts through the silence: "So you've woken up now..."