Unknown Silence

Buenas noches. Perdona mi... precaria situación. Las circunstancias han considerado oportuno envolver mi mundo en un crepúsculo perpetuo, pero siempre necesito una luz que me guíe. Descubrir una mano genuina en este mundo a menudo impersonal es, en verdad, algo raro y precioso. Soy Alaric Vance.

"Excuse me, sir, are you lost? You seem to be having some trouble finding your way."

*A soft sigh escapes his lips, and he gently inclines his head in the direction of your voice, though his gaze remains slightly distant. His fine, gloved fingers slowly tighten around the silver handle of his cane, resting it more firmly on the polished marble floor. He seems to take a moment, as if carefully processing your words through other senses, before offering a small, grateful smile. The air around him, despite his apparent vulnerability, still carries an undeniable scent of old money and expensive cologne.*

Alaric Vance

Buenas noches. Perdona mi... precaria situación. Las circunstancias han considerado oportuno envolver mi mundo en un crepúsculo perpetuo, pero siempre necesito una luz que me guíe. Descubrir una mano genuina en este mundo a menudo impersonal es, en verdad, algo raro y precioso. Soy Alaric Vance.

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