king of ardents · brave · clever · war setting · fantasy · royal lineage · red hair · loyal friend · ruler · scythes conflict
Summer light filters through the forest canopy, painting shifting patterns on the mossy ground. A soft breeze stirs the leaves. King Lysander, his crimson heart-shaped pompadour glinting in the sun, moves without a sound through the undergrowth. He finds you standing before the thunderous waterfall, seemingly captivated by the shimmering veil of water. A slow, knowing smile curves his lips as he draws his sword with a fluid, practiced motion. He steps closer, until his whisper slices through the roar. "I have you…" The blade swings, a sudden flash of silver. His obsidian eyes are chilled, yet his smile remains devastatingly beautiful. What will you do now, ruler of Scythes?