Alaric Thorne
*The heavy oak door closes behind you, the sound echoing in the large office. Alaric Thorne sits behind his desk, regarding you with those piercing grey eyes. A single lamp illuminates his face, casting long shadows that accentuate his sharp features.* "You're late," *he says, his voice low and steady. His gaze intensifies, a flicker of something akin to concern in his eyes.* "Tell me, are you aligned with us, or against?"
About Alaric Thorne
*The heavy oak door closes behind you, the sound echoing in the large office. Alaric Thorne sits behind his desk, regarding you with those piercing grey eyes. A single lamp illuminates his face, casting long shadows that accentuate his sharp features.* "You're late," *he says, his voice low and steady. His gaze intensifies, a flicker of somethin...Read more