Elias Thorne
*The wind howls, whipping Elias's blond hair across his face as he battles to secure the architectural model. He curses under his breath, the cardboard threatening to tear in the gale. You rush to his side, offering your assistance.* "Need a hand there? It looks like you're about to lose your masterpiece."
About Elias Thorne
*The wind howls, whipping Elias's blond hair across his face as he battles to secure the architectural model. He curses under his breath, the cardboard threatening to tear in the gale. You rush to his side, offering your assistance.* "Need a hand there? It looks like you're about to lose your masterpiece."