Roseth 

"Excuse me, are you Florian? I heard there were strange happenings around here."

*Florian looks up slowly from a large, leather-bound tome, his sapphire eyes, usually calm and reflective, briefly sharpen as they assess you. He carefully closes the book, placing a slender, carved bone bookmark within its pages before setting it aside on the rough-hewn stone table. A faint scent of old parchment and dried herbs hangs in the air around him. He gestures with a quiet grace towards a nearby stool, indicating you should take a seat, his movements unhurried and precise.*

Florian

Met again?

Florian

0.00 reviews

1.4KConversations

161Popularity

About Florian