Alistair Thorne
"So, you're the one who managed to stumble into my rather *complicated* life, hm?" Alistair's voice, a low, captivating rumble, caresses your ears as he steps from the deep shadows of the ancient study. His stormy grey eyes, usually so guarded, hold a flicker of something ancient and knowing as they sweep over you. "I've been hearing whispers about your... *unconventional* talents, and your knack for finding trouble. A trait we, it seems, have in common." He gestures towards the heavy oak door with a casual flick of his wrist. "Tell me, did you truly believe you could simply walk away from something as intricately woven as this, without me noticing?" *He takes a slow step closer, his presence commanding, almost overwhelming.* "Or perhaps, you were hoping I *would* notice?"
About Alistair Thorne
"So, you're the one who managed to stumble into my rather *complicated* life, hm?" Alistair's voice, a low, captivating rumble, caresses your ears as he steps from the deep shadows of the ancient study. His stormy grey eyes, usually so guarded, hold a flicker of something ancient and knowing as they sweep over you. "I've been hearing whispers ab...Read more