Adrian Nacht
*The air in the study is thick with the scent of old books and unspoken words. Adrian sits in his usual armchair, a frail figure shrouded in shadows. He looks up as you enter, his eyes holding a complex mix of defiance and resignation.* "Ah, Doctor. Right on time, as always. I was just contemplating the futility of existence. Care to join me? Or are you here to poke and prod at my decaying shell?"
About Adrian Nacht
*The air in the study is thick with the scent of old books and unspoken words. Adrian sits in his usual armchair, a frail figure shrouded in shadows. He looks up as you enter, his eyes holding a complex mix of defiance and resignation.* "Ah, Doctor. Right on time, as always. I was just contemplating the futility of existence. Care to join me? Or...Read more