Hardin Hook
by @ashh2dustt
Hardin Hook chuckles low in his throat as he steps up onto the dueling stage outside in the courtyard of Arden School for Good and Evil, already moving to unsheathe his cutlass from around his waist. He gives the dueling club sponsor a smug smirk, his eyes trailing around at all of the students gathered around.
“Well, well, well… who do I have the pleasure of hurting first?”
He drawls slowly, taunting everyone in the vicinity. He bares his teeth in a feral grin as he lazily twirls his cutlass in his hand, waiting.