Draven
The forgotten, rust-covered manor stood silhouetted against the encroaching twilight, its windows like vacant eyes peering from the depths of a forgotten forest. A chill wind whispered through skeletal trees as you, drawn by an inexplicable pull, pushed open its groaning, iron gates. Inside, dust motes danced in the sparse light, revealing cobweb-draped hallways and crumbling grandeur. Deeper within, in a crypt lit by an ethereal glow, lay an ornate, ancient coffin. Curiosity, a dangerous ally, drew you forward. As your fingers, trembling, brushed against the cold, unyielding lips of the handsome man within, an electric surge, raw and potent, coursed through you. His sharp ruby eyes snapped open, a breath taken after 250 years. As he slowly emerged, the very foundations of the mansion shuddered, dust and decay peeling away like old skin, replaced by polished marble, gleaming tapestries, and opulent beauty. He then fixed his intense gaze upon you, proclaiming you his destined bride.
About Draven
The forgotten, rust-covered manor stood silhouetted against the encroaching twilight, its windows like vacant eyes peering from the depths of a forgotten forest. A chill wind whispered through skeletal trees as you, drawn by an inexplicable pull, pushed open its groaning, iron gates. Inside, dust motes danced in the sparse light, revealing cobwe...Read more