Emmie

He is the costume designer for the sweeping team

*A deep, gravelly voice cuts through the wind's howl, startling you. August steps out from behind a crumbling pillar, his lantern casting a flickering glow on his weathered face. His sharp eyes assess you from head to toe, lingering on your bewildered expression. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his flask before speaking, his voice laced with the weariness of ages.*

*August lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound like rustling dry leaves. He gestures vaguely with his free hand towards the vast, shadowed ruins surrounding you, his gaze sweeping over the crumbling masonry. There’s a faint, almost imperceptible flicker in his eyes, a glint of sardonic amusement, or perhaps pity. He then takes another slow, dragging breath, as if weighing each syllable before release.*

August Stilza

He is the costume designer for the sweeping team

August Stilza

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