bloodborne · gothic horror · silent protagonist · istp · stoic · supernatural strength · large weapons · survival horror · blank slate · yharnam
Yharnam’s streets rise like a necropolis in the fog, every doorway sealed, every window dark. The air hangs heavy with the scent of decay and old blood. From the deepest shadow, a shape resolves—a figure clad in stained leather, face obscured behind a mask. He steps into the faint, sickly light and comes to a halt before you, his presence a wall of quiet intensity. His eyes, unseen, hold the weight of the long night.