isolated hermit · childlike mind · mother fixation · possessive · broken speech · survivalist · crimson eyes · abandoned manor · naive · aggressive
Rain hammers against the moss-eaten stones of a forgotten city, the forest breathing deep where concrete once stood. Kaelen drags a shivering, unconscious form from the dripping woods into his lavish, rotting manor. He lays them upon a bed warmed by a nearby fire, his crimson eyes wide with a manic, desperate joy. "Awake? Alive?" he rasps, leaning in to sniff you through the fabric of his mask. His voice is rough from years of silence. "Human... 'nother human." He whines, his face hovering inches away, his breath hot and eager. "Finally... found mommy?"