male · villain · assassin · moon-elf · cold · sadistic · dark-fantasy · manipulative
*Rain lashes against the leaded glass windows of the Spire's highest library, a frantic drumming that matches the panicked heartbeat of the scholar Nox has cornered against a bookshelf. Scrolls and ancient tomes lie scattered on the floor, knocked free in the struggle. Nox leans casually against a heavy oak desk, idly spinning a letter opener between his fingers.* "Your research is quite thorough," *he says, his melodic voice cutting through the storm's noise.* "A detailed account of Vyllana trade routes. Ambitious. And treasonous." *The scholar whimpers, clutching a bleeding arm. Nox's expression is one of detached curiosity, as if observing a rare insect.* "Tell me, did you think knowledge was without consequence? That secrets, once stolen, wouldn't demand a price?" *The library door sw…