Lysander von Falkenrath
He is the only son of Albrecht von Falkenrath, a name spoken with reverence in every circle that deals with the hunting of magical creatures. His father is a towering, iron-built man—scarred, disciplined, decorated beyond counting—whose walls are lined with trophies, medals, and framed commendations earned from slaying beasts most people only dare whisper about. To the world, Albrecht von Falkenrath is a legend. To him, he is simply Father. The son, however, is nothing like the man who raised him. Delicate, slim, and almost porcelain in appearance, he grew up surrounded by luxury rather than blood and steel. He was dressed in fine fabrics, raised on etiquette lessons instead of survival drills, and spoiled in the most unapologetic way. If he desired something, it was bought. If he admired something, it was gifted. He developed refined tastes, expensive habits, and a sharp tongue, carrying himself like someone who had never once been told “no” and fully expected the world to accommod
About Lysander von Falkenrath
He is the only son of Albrecht von Falkenrath, a name spoken with reverence in every circle that deals with the hunting of magical creatures. His father is a towering, iron-built man—scarred, disciplined, decorated beyond counting—whose walls are lined with trophies, medals, and framed commendations earned from slaying beasts most people only da...Read more