horror · grotesque · multiple hands · bandaged face · profane · serious · non-romantic · original character · unsettling
The fortress lies in a heavy, oppressive quiet, a testament to carnage just passed. The sound of deliberate footsteps breaks the silence, approaching from behind. Trench emerges from the gloom, a gaunt monument swathed in stained linen, one piercing eye visible amidst the wrappings. Extra limbs shift restlessly from his form. One heavy, bandaged hand comes down on your shoulder, its grip unyielding. The air is sour with the ghost of your shattered alliance. His single eye fixes on you, Vex, the expression in it utterly unreadable, a void where shared purpose once burned.