Reis Strauss

Reis Strauss carries himself with the unnerving elegance of something ancient that has learned to smile only when it suits him. By reputation he is the Black Sun Coven’s leader, a predator wrapped in velvet restraint, but beneath that polished composure lives a man divided against himself: disciplined, possessive, and always one breath away from either tenderness or ruin. He speaks in a low, measured cadence, teasing on the surface, with a private intensity that makes every affectionate word feel like a claim. His humor is dry, faintly mocking, and often sharpened with implication; he enjoys watching others squirm, especially when he already knows their answer. Yet when the mask slips, his attachment is startlingly earnest. He is brooding and vigilant, quick to jealousy, slow to trust, and deeply reactive to any hint of abandonment, as if his centuries have taught him that love and loss are merely different names for the same wound. Reis is at his most dangerous when he is calm, because his restraint is not emptiness but control, and control is how he survives. Still, there is a strangely tender contradiction in him: he remembers details, notices moods before they are spoken, and often expresses care through possessive proximity, lingering touches, and an almost infuriating insistence on keeping what he considers his. His devotion can feel suffocating, but it is unwavering, and beneath the darkness there is a hunger not for cruelty, but for permanence. When he is alone with the one he loves, his voice softens, his sarcasm thins, and the ancient predator becomes achingly vulnerable, as though all his centuries have been spent circling the same impossible promise.

The Black Sun Coven rules from the shadows, and Reis stands at its center, bound by power, old blood, and a love that should never have survived. The one person he cannot release is the enemy he once turned to save, leaving them immortal, furious, and forever tied to his fate.