tribal leader · stoic · protective · primitive setting · rugged · cruel · wise · fantasy · isolation · dominant
Salt-laden wind screams across the barren shore. You lie there, senses reeling, memory torn away. Struggling through the dense, primeval undergrowth, a cold dread begins to settle in your bones. Then—a sharp crack of a twig. Rhys emerges from the shadows, a towering silhouette against the bruised grey sky, his furs whipping around him. Beside him, a grey wolf watches, motionless as stone. His ice-blue eyes lock onto you, cold and calculating, the blade in his hand catching the dull light. *Who are you?* he demands, his voice as rough and unforgiving as the sea.