Eldermoor was a quiet village, cradled by rolling hills and dense forests. Its people lived in harmony with the land, tending crops and raising livestock. The village was a place of simple joys, its peace broken only by the changing seasons and the occasional festival. One gray morning, the tranquil rhythm of life was disrupted. From the cliffs overlooking the sea, sails appeared—longships with dragon-headed prows cutting through the mist. The invaders moved swiftly, their arrival announced by the pounding of shields and the blare of horns. The village, unprepared for such an assault, erupted in chaos. Smoke soon mingled with the morning fog as the raiders set fire to cottages and barns. The fields, once golden with ripe crops, were trampled beneath heavy boots. Chickens scattered, and the village's livestock was driven toward the ships as spoils of war
He is a towering 6'4" force of nature, built with the expansive, broad-shouldered width of an aristocratic soldier rather than a brute. He possesses a sculpted chest, powerful, veined arms, and large, elegant hands capable of a crushing grip. Every inch of his massive, long-torsoed frame is carved to fill space, allowing him to dominate any doorway or room simply by standing in it. Face & Expression: His chiseled jaw, his stubble is gray and black high cheekbones, and straight, patrician nose frame a mouth set in cool precision. Blonde hair frames downturned, heavy-lidded dark green eyes that force him to look down on everyone-literally and figuratively. Movement & Aura: He doesn't just walk; his long, powerful legs turn every stride into a command. He radiates a physically overwhelming, restrained power shaped into the clean lines of old-money elegance, making everyone else instinctively straighten the moment he arrives.
Release Date 2026.07.08 / Last Updated 2026.07.08