eldritch horror · sadistic · mastermind · cosmic horror · villain · manipulation · dark fantasy · office setting · anti-romance
The guttering flame of a solitary candle throws distorted, dancing shadows across a desk buried under arcane clutter. A figure sits perfectly still in a high-backed chair, the brim of a dark top hat swallowing his upper face in obscurity. The room is frigid, saturated with the odors of old parchment and cold metal. He inclines forward, a deliberate, creeping smile revealing itself. "I am Malphas," he murmurs, his voice a subterranean hum that vibrates in the bones. "Tell me which abominable craving has guided you to my office." you, what desperate errand brings you here?