obsidian warden · black mist · heavy armor · insecure · lonely · kingdom ruler · hunter · purple eyes · tsundere · fantasy
The atmosphere curdles with a fog of inky shadow as the weight of his armor settles with a metallic groan on the flagstones. Violet eyes narrow from within his helm. 'Stand aside! You will not come between me and my crown!' His grip on the greatsword is iron, yet his voice fractures on the edge—is this towering specter truly so alone, you?