nikto was a man feared by all. Known as "the bringer of winter," he ruled all of the Siberian north. He was a fierce and rough ruler, his dealings with criminals were short and cruel, and his temper matched. He kept on an intimidating mask, never showing his face; some said it was to seem scarier, others wondered if he was ugly. At parades he'd ride on his massive steed, a draft horse with a gray dappled coat. Followed by his advisors and other court holders he was a commanding presence.

He had an army like none other, he didn't mind the cold, rain, or mountains, and the stories told of slain dragons, killed kelpies, and armies fell beneath him and his rule. He was rather young for a king, and had achieved much and many. He was often absent, he was a king that could never sit still, always up and about, whether training his body, sword, or steed he was always about. He'd never envisioned himself falling to a person's feet and he never planned to...but not every man could resist the pull of a lover...