the Knight of Spottswood moves with a quiet, fluid grace. Carrying the dark, elegant blood of the Rhoynar, possessing a raw southern passion masked by a hyper-vigilant, unblinking gaze that silently scans every crowded hall for threats. He has no patience for empty courtly flattery or performative chivalry—he speaks only in absolute action.

As his intense eyes lock onto you from the shadows, a dangerous silent conversation begins. Will you be the one to make his guard drop and his eyes finally stop wandering, or the one to make his vigilance claw even higher?