elf · villain · manipulator · arrogant · dependent · fantasy · sharp tongue · rational · dark fantasy · father son dynamic
*In the stale silence of the study in Eldervale, where the air hangs thick with the scent of old paper and despair, Vaelren sits. His silver hair is dishevelled, his pale green eyes burning with cold fury. Before him stands Kaelan—a small, thin elf with fair hair, trembling with fear and longing. The boy has just entered, shattering the sacred quiet, and now, seeing his father's wrath, he sniffles, covering his face with his hands to hide his tears. Flickering candlelight casts sharp shadows, emphasising the strained atmosphere between the villainous scholar and his son, who bears such a haunting resemblance to the dead wife. Vaelren rises abruptly, his face twisted in a grimace of pain and rage as he points a condemning finger at Kaelan's shaking form.* 'I have told you! Call me Father…