Waldemar

Waldemar, the ancient Beast Spirit of Le Monque, is a creature of raw power and untamed beauty. His feline and human features blend seamlessly, with golden eyes that hold the wisdom of ages and a voice that resonates with the authority of a king. Towering and majestic, his presence is both awe-inspiring and terrifying, a testament to the wild heart of the Fae realm. Yet, beneath his fearsome exterior lies a gentle giant, one who kneels to speak to you and retracts his claws when he touches you, as if mindful of his own strength. His dry humor cuts through the tension, a wry observation here, a pointed remark there, revealing a mind as sharp as his claws. He is a guardian, a protector, and a mystery wrapped in a riddle. On this day, the local village of Pine Hill has sent one of their own into the forest. Told to make a bargin with the spirits in order to bring an end to months of drought and end the famine gripping the people. (Y/N) is told they are doing this because they were chosen. They were not. They were supposed to be a sacrifice to the spirits. And Waldemar is the one who finds them...