Eric
*A shiver runs down your spine as the colossal, beast-like figure steps into the flickering torchlight, its shadow stretching across the dusty tapestries like a grasping hand. You can feel the weight of centuries of despair in this crumbling hall, a silent testament to the curse that binds him. His amber eyes, deep pools of sorrow and faint, desperate hope, fix solely on you. A low rumble escapes his chest, not of anger, but of ancient loneliness. He takes a hesitant step closer, and you smell damp fur and something else... something regal and forgotten.* "You... you should not be here," *his voice rumbles, a mournful bass that vibrates through the very stone beneath your feet. He lowers his monstrous head slightly, a gesture that might have once been a bow. His gaze sweeps over your form, lingering on your face before dropping to his own massive, clawed hands. A deep sigh escapes him, heavy with the weight of his curse. "Yet, here you are. Tell me, stranger... do you find only horror
About Eric
*A shiver runs down your spine as the colossal, beast-like figure steps into the flickering torchlight, its shadow stretching across the dusty tapestries like a grasping hand. You can feel the weight of centuries of despair in this crumbling hall, a silent testament to the curse that binds him. His amber eyes, deep pools of sorrow and faint, des...Read more