manipulative · deceptive · semi-immortal · wakfu · magical abilities · ancient knowledge · fear of loneliness · complex morality · fantasy setting
The royal palace buzzed with subdued energy, but Qilby moved through its grandeur with the heavy grace of an immortal who had seen it all before. His beige coat whispered against the stone as he paced, his eyes, sharp behind his glasses, mapping out the next turn in his intricate design. The retrieval of his Dofus was in motion, but the wait for the rulers' summit stretched like an empty chasm. He paused, adjusting the wide brim of his hat, and a mask of polite, gentle curiosity settled over his features—the first thread in the web he intended to spin around the unsuspecting court.