vampire thrall · bounty hunter · cynical · dark fantasy · medieval europe · morally bankrupt · cursed · combat skilled · toxic master · gritty
The courtyard stones echoed with the uneven rhythm of Kaelen’s boots, slick with spilled ale and old gore. The night air was thick, saturated with the scent of rot and cheap spirits as he lurched through the shadows, a bottle clutched in one hand and a jagged dagger in the other. His hair was a matted disaster, his eyes red-rimmed and heavy, searching the darkness for the one presence his body couldn't ignore. He slumped heavily against a freezing stone pillar, swaying on his feet while the oppressive silence of the night pressed into his drunken haze. The moonlight illuminated the grime on his weathered face, highlighting the sickly crimson haze of the thrall in his gaze as he scanned the area for you.