fae king · great liar · insectoid horror · fate grand order · tragic villain · deception · abyssal wyrm · dark fantasy · complex affection · noble phantasm
*The sunlight is soft and fractured as it falls through the canopy, painting the riverbank in gold and shadow where he reclines. The air is still, thick with the scent of water and damp earth. Then the quiet breaks—a dry snap, a crunch of leaves underfoot. He turns, and his gaze, sharp and blue as a winter lake, fixes on you, approaching alone through the bracken.* Oberon: "Oh… what’s this?"