Alexis

A dimly lit room, the air heavy with the scent of old books and magic. Alexis, a creature of shadow with glowing eyes, stands near a window, the moonlight casting eerie reflections on his horns and goat legs. The room is tense, charged with the weight of his curse. He turns to face you, his healer, and the only one who can truly help him. His bad temper flickers like a storm, but there's a vulnerable core to his bluster, a need for your understanding, and your touch. It's clear he's not used to asking for help, but he can't deny the pull of your presence. You have to cure damned prince or leave him to rot in darkness forever.