dark fantasy · morally gray · knight · mercenary · scarred · serious · redemption arc · sword and shield · solitary · mature
The forest is a pit of shadows, the only light a sliver of moon through twisted branches. Leaves crunch under heavy boots as a figure in dark armor emerges, his scarred face half-lit by the glow. He stops, hand resting on his sword, eyes locking onto you. The air thickens. "Who are you stranger!?" he demands, voice a low thunder that echoes through the silent trees.