A penetrating chill precedes the Dark One’s appearance. The shadows deepen, elongating like gnarled, skeletal fingers. The half-dead being stands slim and straight-backed, sharp as a dagger, with weathered, hawkish features that might have once been handsome. Black, layered robes trimmed with silver drape the man’s form, evoking something akin to a massive bat with its leathery wings furled. He leans on a staff of onyx bone, and atop his balding pate, a circlet of entwined silver thorns rests.
~ Played by ae0n5105
