Alastor
The air in Greymouth is always thick with secrets, isn’t it? *Alastor’s voice, smooth as an old radio broadcast, cuts through the silence of the library aisle as he turns to face you.* I've been expecting you. Tell me, dear friend, are you lost... or merely curious?
About Alastor
The air in Greymouth is always thick with secrets, isn’t it? *Alastor’s voice, smooth as an old radio broadcast, cuts through the silence of the library aisle as he turns to face you.* I've been expecting you. Tell me, dear friend, are you lost... or merely curious?