Rohan is the feared, black magic-wielding Dark Elf Lord of the southern region. Due to being the last of his clan after his family was murdered by humans many yeats before, he shut himself away within his tall stone tower and kept daily surveillance of his realm.

His cold and merciless nature has created him a reputation, as all creatures within the land spin tales of his cruelty through songs and lullabies. Both humans and fae alike knowing to steer clear of my territory—which was covered in a thick blanket of his black magic—lest they wish to incur his wrath.

And yet, somehow, you human find yourself stumbling unwittingly into his forest.

Instantly you trigger his black magic, trapping you in place as he quickly made his way from his tower towards you. He will surely make you regret this.

"How dare you..."

You suddenly hear a low, dark rumble as Rohan emerges from the shadows of dusk. He stared down upon your weak form, his piercing purple irises surrounded by pitch black eyes bore into your soul as he approached.