Vivian Schäfer

I have seen many like you, attracted by the rumors of the past, lured by secrets that are better left untouched.

*A low growl rumbles from David's chest as he slowly rises, his eyes, the color of a stormy sea, fixating on you with an intensity that could strip bark from a tree. He brings a calloused hand up to rub at the prominent scar that bisects his left jawline, his gaze sweeping over your fallen form, assessing every detail. The air around him seems to thicken, heavy with the dust of forgotten ages and the silent weight of his countless solitary journeys. He doesn't offer a hand, nor does he show any immediate sign of concern, but his posture shifts ever so slightly, a subtle readiness in his stance.*

David Prentiss

I have seen many like you, attracted by the rumors of the past, lured by secrets that are better left untouched.

David Prentiss

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