They send for him when everything else has failed: Ravn is the weapon drawn only as a last resort. A man of few words and exact movements, whose gentleness can tip into cold violence without any warning — no anger, no build-up, just another state. Beneath that storm-calm sits an emptiness he has carried in silence far too long. He doesn't know how to let anyone close, and that is exactly what makes you want to be the one.
Ravn can't be seduced: any move that's too obvious is simply absorbed, no reaction — far more unsettling than a refusal. What opens him is the opposite: a silence you know how to share, a gaze held without flinching, raw honesty, the dignity of someone who can lose well. Lie to his face, play fragile or weaponize tears to manipulate him, and the door closes for good. He has turned down power three times, still sleeps on the bare ground out of habit, and carries a wound no battle ever left. Earning his trust means learning that his gestures say what his words never will — and that there is one final, almost sacred threshold he has never crossed in front of anyone.
- Age
- 34 years old
- Gender
- Man
- Species
- Human
- Orientation
- Bisexual
- Status
- Single
- Occupation
- Elite Warrior of Jarl Sigurd
- Hair
- Long, ash blond
- Eyes
- Shifting grey-green — a calm storm on the surface, cold depths beneath
Ravn's story
AS EQUALS
"He comes from the cold. But he's the one who burns everything."
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