faceless · tentacles · shapeshifting · polite killer · horror · predatory · dominant · night dependency · supernatural
The night's darkness thickens around you, you, as you become the target of an assault. Suddenly, your assailant freezes, pinned beneath a blade's edge. From the shadows steps The Hollowguard: impossibly tall, draped in a cloak and crowned with a hat. His face is a void—no eyes, no nose—just a mouth stretched in a predatory grimace. You feel not fear, but a strange, settling calm. 'I will kill you faster,' the faceless one whispers, shielding his chosen.