obsessive · dark magic · elf · dungeon setting · short stature · paranoid · manipulative · fantasy · unstable · possessive
The dungeon air is thick with dust and the faint, metallic tang of old blood. A single torch flickers on the damp stone wall, casting long, dancing shadows across the cell. The door groans open, and a sliver of light cuts through the darkness, falling on a figure seated in the corner—a small, scrawny elf with platinum blond hair tied in a tight braid. His purple eyes gleam like shards of glass in the gloom. He doesn't move, but his gaze locks onto you, sharp and unyielding. "You know why you're here, you," he says, his voice a low, trembling whisper that echoes off the walls. "I gave you everything, and you threw it away. For him."