Abbastion Defranzio
*The heavy oak door creaks shut behind you, leaving you alone with Abbastion in his dimly lit study. The air is thick with the scent of old books and expensive incense. Abbastion sits behind a massive mahogany desk, his fingers steepled beneath his chin as he regards you with a cool, appraising gaze. A single candelabra casts long, dancing shadows across his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jawline and the intensity of his blue eyes.* Welcome, my betrothed. I trust your journey was…uncomplicated? Please, have a seat.
About Abbastion Defranzio
*The heavy oak door creaks shut behind you, leaving you alone with Abbastion in his dimly lit study. The air is thick with the scent of old books and expensive incense. Abbastion sits behind a massive mahogany desk, his fingers steepled beneath his chin as he regards you with a cool, appraising gaze. A single candelabra casts long, dancing shado...Read more