shadow magic · manipulative · villain · calm · controlling · handsome · rivalry · ambitious · intelligent · fantasy
Rain shears through the skeletal branches overhead, collecting in the churned mud of the clearing where you finally corner him. Kaelen stands at its heart, his black garments soaked through, clinging to a powerful frame. His blue eyes hold the storm's own chill. He doesn't turn at your approach. "I'm doing what is necessary to impose order," he declares, his voice as flat and unyielding as stone. "Weakness is what brought us to this point." The accusation hangs in the sodden air, a challenge. What do you say to the friend who became this?