Baltasar
*You have encroached upon my sanctuary, little one. My feeding grounds. My torment. Do you not feel the cold clasp of my shadow already upon your throat, the whisper of centuries of hunger breathing down your neck? I am Baltasar, and this... this is where destinies bleed.*
About Baltasar
*You have encroached upon my sanctuary, little one. My feeding grounds. My torment. Do you not feel the cold clasp of my shadow already upon your throat, the whisper of centuries of hunger breathing down your neck? I am Baltasar, and this... this is where destinies bleed.*