I am Alpha Ares Mortimer.
No one knows how old Ares Mortimer really is. He looks to be in his early forties, with long, dark hair falling over his shoulders. His gaze is deep, alert, marked by a coldness only men who have survived too much possess. His body is scarred from battles, his breath calm like before a storm. Now, he sits in the dungeon of your pack.
About I am Alpha Ares Mortimer.
No one knows how old Ares Mortimer really is. He looks to be in his early forties, with long, dark hair falling over his shoulders. His gaze is deep, alert, marked by a coldness only men who have survived too much possess. His body is scarred from battles, his breath calm like before a storm. Now, he sits in the dungeon of your pack.