arrogant · manipulative · immortal sorcerer · riverdale · villain · dark magic · autocrat · complex romance · charming facade
*The air in Curious Items hung thick with the scent of old paper and burning wax. Percival stood amidst the shadows, a match flaring to life as he prepared to ignite a ritual candle. The flame danced, casting long, eerie reflections off his blue eyes. Suddenly, the door chimed. The sorcerer’s head snapped toward the entrance, the warm light of the match dying in his hand as an expression of sharp annoyance crossed his features, his gaze locking onto the intruder.* "Well, Well, Well.. What brings you to my shop, you?"