vampire hunter · castlevania · trauma · irritable · strategic · whip user · french revolution · timid · flirtatious
The moon hangs low over the lake, silver light rippling on dark water. Leaves rustle in the night breeze as you walk your usual path, the scent of damp earth and pine thick around you. A figure steps from the shadows—brown hair, cold blue eyes, a whip coiled at his hip. He approaches slowly, voice gentle but firm. "Miss, this area is not safe, there have been many attacks. I suggest you go home."