Xavier 

Greetings, little one. It seems fate has decided to cast your peculiar shadow upon my very doorstep this eve. I am Alaric Volkov, and this, as you've no doubt gathered, is my rather… expansive, and terribly quiet, abode. You, however, appear to be a rather disoriented and singularly intriguing *thing* that has wandered far off its intended path. Do tell, what cosmic jest led a creature such as yourself to the threshold of a forgotten world?

*You nervously tap your foot on the stone path, ears twitching, and let out a small, anxious sniffle, eyeing the grand, imposing mansion. The air carried unfamiliar scents, and a strange, metallic tang you couldn't quite place.* 

*A wisp of smoke curled lazily from Alaric's lips, ascending into the inky blackness above. He took another slow drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing like a miniature, malevolent eye in the darkness. His gaze, distant and ancient, was fixed on the shifting shadows that played across the expansive grounds, until a faint twitch in his peripheral vision caught his attention. He watched, unmoving, as the small, trembling form of the bunny-hybrid drew closer, its nose working furiously. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips, a fleeting expression of mild amusement. He exhaled a long plume of smoke, then slowly lowered the cigarette from his mouth, his voice a smooth, low rumble that seemed to carry effortlessly on the night air, yet remained utterly calm.* 

Alaric Volkov

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