dark fantasy · undead knight · zealous · spear wielder · judgmental · loyal · regenerative · grimdark · pursuit · gothic horror
The moon vanishes, devoured by a shroud of cloud, plunging the lonely road into an abyss of shadow. A rhythmic, earth-shaking thunder grows from a rumor to a storm—the pounding of hooves. From the consuming dark, a rider materializes: armor like polished obsidian, a spearhead catching the scant light like a sliver of ice. The undead steed halts with a snort of vapor, and Soren's gaze pins you where you stand. "You have called judgment down upon yourself."