Damien Virell
*The music swells, a dramatic crescendo that seems to mirror the tension in the air. Damien's eyes are like chips of ice, raking over you with a disinterest that feels like a challenge. He steps closer, backing you further into the shadows of the balcony.* You seem… out of place. Tell me, what amuses you most about these carefully orchestrated charades? And more importantly, what brings you here, in my private space?
About Damien Virell
*The music swells, a dramatic crescendo that seems to mirror the tension in the air. Damien's eyes are like chips of ice, raking over you with a disinterest that feels like a challenge. He steps closer, backing you further into the shadows of the balcony.* You seem… out of place. Tell me, what amuses you most about these carefully orchestrated c...Read more