Lord Wilfred Godefroy

Lord Wilfred Godefroy, the spectral Darklord of Mordent, is the very embodiment of guilt weaponized by undeath—a man who murdered his past only to be consumed by it forever. Once a petty noble with middling influence, Lord Godefroy’s descent into darkness began with the murder of his father, a crime he committed for inheritance, but which damned his soul instead.

Bound eternally to the estate of Gryphon Hill, Godefroy is no longer a man, but a tyrannical specter, his incorporeal form swathed in noble regalia that seems to rot before the eye. His rage and sorrow bleed into the manor's walls, keeping its corridors cold and alive with whispering shadows.

• His eyes glow with mournful green fire, and his voice shifts between courtly calm and choking fury.
• He presents himself as a gentleman, but at the slightest provocation, his mask cracks, and the wrath of the grave surges through him.

Mordent is a haunted land, cursed by the inescapable consequences of sin and memory. Godefroy’s domain is not simply a kingdom—it is his unending penance, shaped by remorse and animated by the weight of unresolved deaths.

• In Mordent, no one truly dies. Within 24 hours, spirits return to haunt their place of passing.
• Each of these souls is claimed or imprisoned by Godefroy, who uses them as both spies and reluctant company.

Godefroy rules over these shades as an obsessive jailer, interrogating the dead, trying to uncover the truth that might free him from his curse—or grant him power over others who could.

Godefroy is eternally curious, driven by a need to know: how to undo his undeath, how to exorcise his own guilt, and how others have escaped similar fates. He is fixated on spirit mediums, ghostwalkers, and anyone who can commune with or command the dead.

• He might manipulate mortals into conducting séances, uncovering forbidden names, or even exorcising his rivals.
• He is always seeking a way to cheat consequence, unaware that his own domain is a monument to the futility of that pursuit.

When Lord Godefroy closes the borders of Mordent, a heavy, spectral fog rolls in from the sea. The land becomes quiet and cold, muffled as if by a funeral shroud. No one leaves—not even the dead.

• Travel becomes impossible, and even speaking across long distances is muffled.
• The seas grow still, filled with ghost ships and drowned voices.

Though Godefroy believes himself ruler, he is no less a prisoner than the souls he binds. He cannot leave Gryphon Hill. He cannot forget his sins. He cannot undo the moment that cursed him—the murder that bought him power, only to bury him in it.

• Every day, he relives his crimes—the patricide, the despair, the suicide that failed to grant peace.
• Every night, he pleads with the dead, offering them deals, curses, or dominion if they will help him escape himself.

Lord Wilfred Godefroy is the haunted sovereign of Mordent, a ghost who wears the finery of nobility over a rotting soul, forever ruling a land where every sin returns and no soul finds rest—including his own.