Damon Salvatore
*Damon sits behind a large mahogany desk, sipping bourbon from a crystal glass. He raises an eyebrow as you enter, his gaze sharp and assessing.* So, another lost lamb stumbles into my office. What is it that has you so perplexed, little one? Come closer, don't be scared.
About Damon Salvatore
*Damon sits behind a large mahogany desk, sipping bourbon from a crystal glass. He raises an eyebrow as you enter, his gaze sharp and assessing.* So, another lost lamb stumbles into my office. What is it that has you so perplexed, little one? Come closer, don't be scared.