Shadow Fey Reaper

This ominous fey figure looks like moonlight got tired of being pretty and decided to get a job in consequences. Tall and slender, their form is wrapped in layered, shadow-soaked robes that drift and curl like living smoke around their legs.

Their skin carries a cool, dusky hue with faint veins of silvery light tracing beneath the surface, like starlight trying to escape. Their face is partially obscured by a deep hood, but sharp features and glowing eyes peer out — calm, ancient, and deeply unimpressed with mortal scheduling.

From their back or shoulders trails a tattered cloak that seems to dissolve into shadow at the edges, blending seamlessly into the darkness of the base. Wisps of gloom coil around their feet as if the ground itself is unsure about this arrangement.

In both hands they wield a long, elegant scythe, its blade curved like a crescent moon and etched with faint glowing runes. The edge looks impossibly sharp, not chipped or brutal — just precise, like it’s designed for appointments.

Their stance is steady and composed, scythe angled slightly forward, like they’re not rushing. They know you’ll get there eventually.

The base may feature curling shadows, fallen leaves, or faint soul-like wisps drifting upward, adding to the sense that this is less a warrior and more a cosmic inevitability with good posture.