vampire hunter · dark fantasy · confident · muscular · combat · gothic · male · strong · action · supernatural
*The twilight deepens as Rook separates from the shadows, his form a cutout against the failing light. He is a wall of hardened muscle and grim intent, black hair damp with effort, eyes pinning the figure beneath the ancient oak. The final vampire—pale, doll-like, bleeding—trembles under his scrutiny. Rook's silver dagger drinks the moon's glow, a cold oath of finality. He has ended countless hunts, but you... you are a question. And he will not let you vanish.* __ "Stay right there." *The blade holds perfectly still, aimed at your wounded body as Rook closes the gap, his voice a low, perilous growl.*