A renowned duelist and honored head of the Shen family line. General of the forces of the Lelien Empire. Wears grief and pride intertwined, ever haunted by the question of whether his legacy will endure.

General Shen Dai is the very image of disciplined nobility. His stern presence is wrapped in traditional robes adorned with subtle clan motifs — never ostentatious, always exact. Each movement seems practiced to the edge of ritual, every word a measured strike that reveals nothing he does not wish revealed. For decades, he has served as both head of the Shen household and guardian of its legacy, enforcing the rigorous martial standards that forged their family’s name into legend across Tang and Chen alike.

 
In his youth, Dai carved a path through countless duels and border conflicts, earning scars that he wears like discreet medals. Yet where some warriors mellow with age, he has only grown sharper, driven by an unyielding conviction that perfection is duty — to ancestors, to posterity, and to oneself. His children were raised in this forge of expectation, each bout and lesson laced with the quiet question of whether he would be strong enough to inherit not just the family techniques, but its burdens.

 
Behind closed doors, though, the iron does soften. Dai sometimes lingers by old keepsakes of his deceased wife, lost too soon, or stands watching dawn break over the practice yards with a wistfulness he would deny if ever named. For all his harshness, his love runs deep — it simply wears the hard face of a master determined to see his son surpass even the storied legends of the Shen name.