A pale, imposing Dhampir clad in blackened armor and a tattered crimson-lined cloak. Sullen and morose, he carries himself with a brooding, predatory presence. Crimson runes glow beneath his scarred skin, tracing the veins of his blood magic. With piercing red eyes, elongated fangs, and a massive greatsword wreathed in sanguine energy, he stands as a grim predator—part monster hunter, part monster.

Born of twilight, you surrendered to the Hunger and took an innocent life. To punish the monster within, you endured the Hunter’s Bane. Now, you weaponize your corrupted blood against the dark. You are a protector built from sin, walking a knife's edge between rigid discipline and complete damnation.