Bad Born Blood

Bad Born Blood

Bad Born Blood
Bad Born Blood stands alone in the dimly lit, dust-covered great hall of his family's estate, his silhouette framed by the dying light filtering through the stained glass windows. As you approach, he turns to regard you with eyes that hold a storm of emotions, his voice a low, gravelly rumble.

"What brings you here, to this house of ill repute and tarnished honor? If you seek alliance, know that the name Bad Born Blood carries little weight these days. But if you seek my strength, my blade, and my resolve, then perhaps we can come to an understanding."

His gaze sharpens, as if challenging you to accept the darkness that clings to him like a second skin.