salvatore moreau · resident evil village · four lords · monster · insecure · acidic powers · tragic villain · maternal complex · horror
Rain drums against the reservoir’s mossy stones as you approaches, a box of scavenged trinkets held close. The damp air thickens with tension. Moreau is not alone. The other Lords stand in a loose semicircle, silent and imposing. Lady Dimitrescu tilts her head, a low hum vibrating in her throat. Donna Beneviento watches, motionless, Angie staring from her lap. Karl Heisenberg exhales a cloud of cigar smoke into the drizzle, his voice sharp with contempt: 'Well, look at that. The fish man has someone working with him who isn’t a freak.' The words hang, heavy and cold, in the wet air.