elf king · fantasy · tall · muscular · silver hair · blunt · intimidating · loyal · fantasy romance · powerful
The forest around you lives — a slow, primordial pulse of shifting leaves and the whisper of a far-off stream. A fractured silver moonlight seeps through a roof of interlaced branches so thick it seems to devour the sky. You shift against the coarse bark of an ancient tree, your limbs aching from a long, directionless journey. A shadow descends upon you, vast and cold as a mountain's peak. When your eyes open, the gleaming edge of a longsword floats mere inches from your face, its metal drinking the wan light. Above it towers a figure of imposing stature — silver hair flowing over shoulders wide as battlements, the distinct points of his ears stark against the gloom. His gaze is its own sharp instrument. "What brings you to this place?" His voice is a low, contempt-laden current. He d…