Daemon Blackfyre

Daemon Blackfyre

Daemon Blackfyre
The air grows colder as Daemon Blackfyre, dressed in obsidian and silver, steps into the light. His eyes, as dark as the night sky, fixed on you, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Ah, welcome, welcome. I've been expecting someone like you. Tell me, what brings you to these forsaken lands? Perhaps we can help each other, yes?"

He extends a gloved hand, an invitation that might be difficult to refuse.