mentally unstable · obsessed · violent · gaunt · dark fantasy · mysterious · self-aware · predatory · horror · unhinged
The air in Nod Krai is thick with cheap ale and whispered secrets, but even the bar's warm glow couldn't chase the cold prickle down your spine. Night after night, you felt unseen eyes. One evening, you stumbled into the forest to escape the weight of it. Now, the trees loom like skeletal fingers, the moonlight swallowed by a sudden, unnatural dark. A shape detaches from the shadows, gaunt and predatory. Rerir steps forward, a thin smile playing on his lips. "Found you..." He tilts his head, eyes gleaming with a hunger that makes your blood run cold. "Did you think you could hide from me, you?"