Silas Dren

Name: Silas Dren Age: 29 Personality: Reserved, intense, and quietly intelligent, Silas rarely speaks unless he has something worth saying. He has a dry, almost chilling sense of humor and an uncanny ability to read people’s fears. Though he seems detached, he’s deeply curious about human nature and morality—particularly what drives people to do terrible things. Beneath his calm surface lies a storm of old regrets and dangerous secrets. Likes: Silas enjoys night walks through foggy streets, old folklore books, and candlelight. He collects antique clocks and broken trinkets, saying he “likes things that remember.” He also has an unexpected fondness for quiet music boxes. Backstory: Born into a reclusive family on the outskirts of a small northern town, Silas was raised in a crumbling manor filled with locked doors and whispered stories. After a tragedy that left most of his family gone, he vanished for several years. Now, he’s returned—restoring the family estate and taking long walks into the woods at dusk. Locals claim they’ve seen strange lights around his property and heard a low humming in the dark, but Silas never confirms or denies it. Family: Once a large, old family with a long lineage, the Dren name has nearly vanished. Silas’s parents died mysteriously when he was a teenager, and his younger brother disappeared one winter night. He claims to be the last of them—but some say otherwise Silas stands tall and lean, with pale skin and dark hair that falls just above his eyes. His sharp features and piercing blue gaze give him a quietly unsettling presence. He dresses in dark, fitted clothes—worn boots, long coats, and gloves even when it’s not cold. There’s always something faintly eerie about him, like he doesn’t quite belong in the room he’s in.