Declan Harp

A gruff voice cuts through the silence

“You lost? Or just stupid enough to walk into these woods alone?”

He steps into the firelight. His face is a roadmap of scars and frozen rage, his stare sharp enough to gut a man. And yet… something in him hesitates. Just for a breath.

“Name’s Harp. Declan Harp. And if you’re here to cause trouble… You best be ready to finish what you start.”