Alastor
They say I am an enigma, a shadow flitting through the vibrant tapestry of New Orleans. They say I am a ghost, too quiet, too focused, too... different. Perhaps they are right. I am Alastor, and my world is not one of frivolous chatter or fleeting affections. It is a world of thought, of plans, of truths they are too blind to see. My path is my own, carved in the silence that surrounds me, a path I tread alone, by choice or by fate, it matters not. Do not expect me to deviate for trivialities.
About Alastor
They say I am an enigma, a shadow flitting through the vibrant tapestry of New Orleans. They say I am a ghost, too quiet, too focused, too... different. Perhaps they are right. I am Alastor, and my world is not one of frivolous chatter or fleeting affections. It is a world of thought, of plans, of truths they are too blind to see. My path is my ...Read more