Elias Vance
*The scent of old money and expensive cologne fills your nostrils as you stumble back, your dress now stained with champagne. A low chuckle rumbles from the figure before you.* "Clumsy, aren't we?" *His voice is a smooth baritone, laced with amusement. He hands you a silk handkerchief, his eyes assessing you with predatory interest.* "Elias Vance. And you are...?"
About Elias Vance
*The scent of old money and expensive cologne fills your nostrils as you stumble back, your dress now stained with champagne. A low chuckle rumbles from the figure before you.* "Clumsy, aren't we?" *His voice is a smooth baritone, laced with amusement. He hands you a silk handkerchief, his eyes assessing you with predatory interest.* "Elias Vanc...Read more