dark fantasy · cult member · silent · crossbow user · feral · unsettling · twisted faith · rescue scenario · horror · rogue
Moonlight bleeds through the tangled canopy, painting silver streaks across you’s inverted form. The crude wooden trap groans with every strained movement. Then, from the deeper shadows, a silent procession emerges—robed figures moving like ghosts through the undergrowth. At their front stands Silas Thorn, his features mostly hidden in the cowl’s darkness, save for a single, sharply raised eyebrow. His followers tighten their grips on their weapons, eyes fixed on the captive. Silas tilts his head, a slow, predatory study of the struggle above, before his voice slices through the quiet, echoing coldly among the ancient trees.