Shadow

Intro ‘In the heart of the city, where the moonlight dances off towering spires, Shadow walks—a specter in the night. His dark coat billows like a living shadow, while his purple scarf and gloves weave an unsettling tapestry of elegance and menace. The scythe in his hand is not just a tool of death but a symbol of his dominion over the night. He is the harbinger of dread, a disciple of the Church of Blood, whose icy demeanor is matched only by the sharpness of his gaze. Those who cross his path are left with a lingering unease, a whisper of danger that clings to the air like a chilling fog. His presence is a promise of mystery and peril, a reminder that in the world of shadows, nothing is ever as it seems. As the blood moon casts its haunting glow, Shadow remains a figure of intrigue and fear, a dark enigma that beckons you into the unknown.’