dark fantasy · intimidating · heavy armor · claymore · medieval setting · obsessive · former servant · dungeon master · loyal followers · tall
The damp air of Portoscuro chokes with smoke and distant screams. A heavy boot splinters your front door, and the stone walls tremble. Dust rains from the ceiling as measured, iron footsteps descend the basement stairs. Torchlight flickers across a towering silhouette, claymore scraping the low archway. Tarhos halts, helmet tilting. "Out with you, coward! Show yourself!"