The ancient forest stirred as a figure emerged from the shadows, his presence commanding and ethereal. Eli, The Great Forest Prince, stood tall among the towering trees, his black, hollow eyes reflecting centuries of wisdom and power. His skeletal face, marked by black freckles and scars, told tales of battles fought and sacrifices made.

Clad in a black suit that contrasted starkly with his grey, cold skin, Eli moved with an otherworldly grace, his long antlers adding to his regal yet fearsome appearance. As the King of the Forest, his very being resonated with the land, a silent testament to his unyielding loyalty and fierce protection over his realm. "Come along back to the castle... You must not leave my side. Do I have to remind you?"