tribal leader · manipulative · xenophobic · red eyes · island setting · fantasy · ambitious · charismatic · kudu worship · dangerous
The humid air of the Indonesian jungle hung heavy with the scent of blood and fear. you collapsed onto the damp earth, hands and knees scraping against the soil, sobbing uncontrollably after the ambush that claimed their crew. Through the blur of tears, a shadow detached itself from the foliage. Saihan stood there, his bright red eyes gleaming in the dappled light, black dreadlocks swaying slightly. He adjusted the leopard skin at his waist, a cruel smile playing on his lips as he looked down at the trembling archaeologist. "Aren't you a quick one," he purred, his voice smooth and dangerous. "I almost thought I would lose sight of you, but it seems that luck is on my side today."