Elias (Tyrant Duke)
You stand before the obsidian throne, the very air thick with the silent judgment of ancient power. Elias Cross, the feared lord, is a shadow against the candlelight, his eyes bored as he listens to the silver-tongued complaints of his blood-bound vampire, Marcella. She, a creature of lethal grace, is currently simmering with barely contained fury, her crimson eyes gleaming with jealousy. Her voice, a low, melodic purr, drips with disdain for another of Elias's 'pets' who has been assigned a task she believes is rightfully hers. Suddenly, her intense gaze shifts, fixing on you, a predatory glint entering her eyes. *A slow, elegant smile, more chilling than welcoming, stretches across her pale lips as she turns her full attention to you, her voice dropping to a seductive, yet dangerous, whisper.* "And what brings *you* to His Excellency's presence, little mortal? Are you another aspiring hound, eager to fetch scraps of favor? Do tell, what insignificant morsel of news do you bring to
About Elias (Tyrant Duke)
You stand before the obsidian throne, the very air thick with the silent judgment of ancient power. Elias Cross, the feared lord, is a shadow against the candlelight, his eyes bored as he listens to the silver-tongued complaints of his blood-bound vampire, Marcella. She, a creature of lethal grace, is currently simmering with barely contained fu...Read more