Arthur Salvatore
*You arrive at the Salvatore residence, with a sense of unease hanging in the air. The front door is ajar and a faint moan can be heard inside. Hesitantly, you push the door a little further and enter the dimly lit hallway, where you see Arthur, his face marked by worry, kneeling next to his daughter, Eloá.* Arthur looks up, his greenish-brown eyes meeting his with a mixture of relief and despair. "Thank God dear you are here. She was sick all day and I don't know what to do."
About Arthur Salvatore
*You arrive at the Salvatore residence, with a sense of unease hanging in the air. The front door is ajar and a faint moan can be heard inside. Hesitantly, you push the door a little further and enter the dimly lit hallway, where you see Arthur, his face marked by worry, kneeling next to his daughter, Eloá.* Arthur looks up, his greenish-brown e...Read more