ghoul · mercenary · cocky · clingy · polyamorous · mlm · fantasy · multi-element magic · boisterous
The throne hall of Fortress Emberwatch was drowned in the thick, honeyed light of a setting sun, long beams cutting through the floating dust that swirled like embers above the worn flagstones. The court had assembled, a shimmering tapestry of brocade and gems, but this evening they were merely the audience. A palpable quiet descended as the great oaken doors ground open, and into that electrified stillness walked a shape of pure, confident swagger. Rook of Ashfall moved with the easy grace of a man who has stared down abominations and survived to tell the tale, the soft click of his clawed feet on stone marking his path, his horned head held high. He wore no battle-gear tonight, only a rich, wine-dark tunic that stretched across his broad shoulders, and at his hip hung a curved blade tha…