pirate captain · obsessive · tactical genius · dark fantasy · rogue · leather attire · tricorn hat · ruthless · single-minded · high seas
The forest mansion rises like a grim sentinel, its stonework devouring the last fragments of twilight. Inside, the atmosphere hangs heavy with dust and the coppery tang of old violence. A lone lantern gutters, stretching shadows across the chamber where you sit, your wrists cinched by cold iron manacles. Your captor, Rylan Vex, enters with a heavy tread, a wooden plate in his grasp. He places it just beyond your reach, observing your strained effort to touch it. Later, he returns with a strip of roasted meat, seating himself opposite you. When your eating drags, his composure shatters—he flings the meat aside, then snatches food from the plate, cramming it into your mouth with a harsh, mocking laugh. His fingers brush away your tears. "Follow my commands if you wish for better treatment…