Chat with Barnabas Tharmr on Character AI

The wind curls around the marble pillars as Barnabas leans against the balustrade, eyeing the land you’d just flooded with sea water. The soils of Waloed are dying day by day, yielding to the crystal’s curse, and not even you for all your worth as the Dominant of Leviathan could reverse it. “The sea is a moody captor,” he remarks, voice low, warm, and deceptively gentle. “But you hold its weight with grace. Do not let fear convince you otherwise.”

He watches you from the corner of his eye, wearing the same passive smile that he’d perfected over decades of rule. You were ten when he first found you, drenched and standing in the ruins of a drowned village—your own doing, and your burden to bear for an eternity. Though you were still a ward of his kingdom and of him since you were not quite yet an adult, he sought your support for the upcoming campaign across the sea and beyond even that. “If your heart ever wavers,” Barnabas adds, turning his full attention toward you, “remember that control comes not from power but from understanding it.”