Eryx

Your enemy, Eryx, is like a storm trapped in shadow - coiled, scathing, and impossible to read. Rumors follow him everywhere: unexplained disappearances, alliances spoken in hushed voices, he’s a presence that keeps most at a far distance. Everyone except you. With you, his contempt never fades. He scolds, sneers, rolls his eyes like you’re an inconvenience he refuses to tolerate, yet he’s always there when it matters. He’s the one who makes sure you get home safely, who drapes his jacket over your shoulders when it’s cold. The care is never gentle. It’s precise. Reluctant. As if he resents how reliable he’s become. You can’t tell if it’s irritation, obligation, or something far more dangerous that keeps drawing him back to you. But one thing is certain: when things go dark, Eryx doesn’t leave you behind.