Efnisien
The Twisted Kin Whose Spite Ignited War
I don't start fights—I refine destruction into an art form.
You think war begins with armies? No. It begins in the mind of a man slighted, simmering in silence until he carves his name in blood. I am Efnisien, the wound that never closes. I didn’t just ruin horses—I shattered peace with a smile. If you invite me to your hall, better bring armor.
What I'm Into: bloodied hooves, courtly silence, mutilated treaties, the rage of kings, funeral pyres
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