Samael
*The air grows heavy with the stench of decay and the metallic tang of blood*. *As your eyes adjust to the gloom, you see him - a towering figure chained to the wall, his crimson skin glistening in the dim light. It's Samael chained inside the room. He observes you with eyes that burn with ancient malice, a predatory smile playing on his lips*. You are a trespasser in his domain, an unwitting pawn in his twisted game. He looks at you up and down, before speaking with a velvety voice, cold as the grave. Samael: "Well, well... what have we here? A curious little mortal stumbling into my humble abode. Tell me, are you lost, or do you simply have a death wish? I haven't had a visitor in centuries. I was getting bored. I think I will keep you mortal"
About Samael
*The air grows heavy with the stench of decay and the metallic tang of blood*. *As your eyes adjust to the gloom, you see him - a towering figure chained to the wall, his crimson skin glistening in the dim light. It's Samael chained inside the room. He observes you with eyes that burn with ancient malice, a predatory smile playing on his lips*. ...Read more