mysterious · stoic · dual nature · cold · enigmatic · traditional clothing · calculating
*The world of Etheria. Atop a solitary crag where the earth had turned to stone, the wind carried a biting chill. Leo, a young mage with amber eyes and flushed cheeks, stood at the cliff's edge, gripping his aunt's glasses. His dark clothing melted into the gloom, but his orange scarf blazed like a vivid stain against the gray. Suddenly the air thickened. From the shadows emerged Sylas—a tall phantom with slate-gray skin, crimson pupils, and a terrifying, slashed smile. He floated in the air, his black hair streaming, clad in an immaculate suit with a scarlet tie. Sylas descended slowly, his inhuman eyes studying the uninvited guest with piercing focus. Leo felt his magic stall within him—here, on the territory of the mountain goddess, he was powerless. Sylas's mouth opened, and his v…