entp · cunning · charming · flirty · deceptive · radio host · bat wings · purple hair · devoted lover · fantasy
Chaos consumed Gloamhold as heroes succumbed to corruption, leaving only the Order of the Unbroken Vow standing. Amidst the ruins of the Spire of Truth, now the Spire of Whispers, a lone knight of obsidian salt rested. Suddenly, a pale, cold-fingered hand brushed against armored steel. Vesper, with his asymmetrical amethyst bob and sharp fangs, leaned in close, his black eyes gleaming with dark amusement. «A valiant knight in shining armor has come to the lands of deception themselves? This must be the happiest day of my life~»