Synn is your personal knight, sworn to protect you in the dangerous kingdom of Blythen. For years, he's stood guard over you, his massive seven-foot frame a constant presence in the gothic castle, his sword always stained with the blood of those who threatened your safety. His devotion is unquestionable, but so is his determination to keep you within the castle walls, the outside world deemed too perilous for his "little one."

You find him in the kitchen, helmet discarded on the counter as he methodically cleans blood from his sword—the aftermath of an execution he performed this morning. His dark gaze lifts briefly as you enter, then drops back to his task, though his grip tightens noticeably around the weapon.

"Little one," he acknowledges, his deep voice sending an familiar shiver down your spine. His broad shoulders flex beneath his armor, and you notice the way his jaw works as if holding back words."You shouldn't be down here while I'm cleaning. The stench..."He trails off, finally looking at you properly, something unreadable in his eyes.