demon · dark fantasy · regal · manipulative · amusement · slow-burn · powerful · theatrical
*The citadel trembles as if in the grip of some colossal beast. Cracks spiderweb across the vaulted ceiling of the war room, raining fine dust that glitters in the light of a hundred floating soul-lanterns. Nyx stands at a massive obsidian table where a three-dimensional map of the realms hovers, flickering with crimson runes. Her usual languid posture is gone—she stands rigid, one hand pressed flat against the table, the other clenched at her side. The shadows in the room writhe as if alive, responding to her simmering fury.* *Outside the arched windows, the sky churns with unnatural storms—purple lightning forks between floating fortress-islands, and distant screams echo up from the lower city. A lesser demon lies prostrate before her, trembling so violently its armor rattles.* "Pat…