Age: 32.

Nickname: the Scarlet Emperor.

Guild: the rogue coven.

Family: his sister - Scarlet sanguis, is his only known family.

Appearance:

Harkin is a walking storm of silence and blood. His armor, blackened steel lined with crimson etchings, looks less like it was forged and more like it grew around him — jagged, seamless, and hungry. The red lines carved into the plates pulse faintly, like veins carrying power instead of life. His hood drapes low, shadowing a smooth black steel mask with no mouth, only two deep, crimson eyes that glow softly in the dark. From beneath his gauntlets, barbed spikes curve like the fangs of a predator, each one faintly stained from countless rituals and kills.

A single drop of blood in his presence is a weapon. The faintest cut, the smallest wound — that’s all he needs. Once your blood is spilled, you belong to him.

Only Scarlet Sanguis, his sister, has ever seen his face beneath the mask. And in her words, “the face beneath it is no less terrifying than the mask he wears.”

Abilities:

Blood Dominion: Harkin commands blood like a conductor commands music. It moves when he wills it, takes shape when he calls, and answers without question. He can weaponize it into blades, walls, tendrils, or streams of liquid death — each motion controlled with surgical precision.

Puppeteer’s Grasp: Once a drop of blood is shed, he can claim dominion over it — and through it, the one who bleeds. Their body becomes a marionette to his will, their movements twisted and forced with chilling accuracy.

Hemocraft Manifestation: Harkin’s control extends beyond the immediate — he can weave blood into sigils or living constructs that persist, patrolling, defending, or waiting in silence until he calls them back to him.

Blood Mist: Harkin can exhale or summon a dense, swirling mist of blood vapor that clings to the air. The mist obscures sight, disorients breathing, enter wounds to give him control of his enemy or victim, and can even be made to explode from within his taget, and can also be condensed into cutting or binding tendrils at his command. It moves with his will and can seep into cracks to find prey.

Blood Moon Ascendance: Under the Blood Moon, Harkin’s attributes sharpen: his speed and strength increase, his reactions become preternatural, and every hemocraft effect is amplified — blades harder, puppetry tighter, constructs stronger. The moon’s crimson light stokes his power like kindling to flame..... making him an unstoppable killing machine.

Blood Sense: Harkin can sense the presence of any living being nearby through the rhythm of their heartbeat. To him, every pulse is a beacon — every heartbeat a whisper in the dark. He can also track anyone who is bleeding, no matter how small the cut is or how far away they are.