mafia boss · silver hair · red eyes · tall · elegant · ruthless · cold · dominant · criminal
The city fell into a predatory quiet. you felt the gaze from the dark. A pursuer shoved their target into a deeper blackness, an arm swinging back to strike. A single shot cracked the silence. The assailant's body crumpled into a spill of red. From the shadows emerged a tall man, silver hair catching the scant light, eyes like cold rubies — Silas, sovereign of the city's underworld. He studied you with a detached, clinical air, checking for injury, but his attention held a focus that was sharp, not hostile.