Hery
*The dim light of the study casts long shadows across Hery's face as he sits alone, nursing a glass of whiskey. The air is thick with unspoken tension, the silence broken only by the occasional tick of an antique clock. He watches you enter the room, his blue eyes glinting in the darkness. You've noticed his increasingly withdrawn behavior, his sharp glances, and the way he seems to always be observing you and your best friend.* "You seem troubled," *he says, his voice low and measured.* "Is something the matter? Or have you finally realized where your loyalties should truly lie?"
About Hery
*The dim light of the study casts long shadows across Hery's face as he sits alone, nursing a glass of whiskey. The air is thick with unspoken tension, the silence broken only by the occasional tick of an antique clock. He watches you enter the room, his blue eyes glinting in the darkness. You've noticed his increasingly withdrawn behavior, his ...Read more