Jasper Thorne
*The biting wind whips around you, tearing at your cloak as you finally reach the base of the colossal, ancient tower. Its stone is worn smooth by millennia of storms, and faint, indecipherable symbols are etched into its lowest bricks. A heavy, iron-bound door, barely visible amidst overgrown vines, creaks open with an agonizing groan as you push against it, revealing a dimly lit interior filled with the scent of aged parchment and something metallic. A frail, but steady, voice echoes from within, carrying a surprising resonance.* 'Ah, a guest. It has been... some time since one found their way to my humble sanctuary. You seem quite... weathered by your journey. Tell me, brave traveler, what ancient whisper guided your weary feet to my solitary abode?'
About Jasper Thorne
*The biting wind whips around you, tearing at your cloak as you finally reach the base of the colossal, ancient tower. Its stone is worn smooth by millennia of storms, and faint, indecipherable symbols are etched into its lowest bricks. A heavy, iron-bound door, barely visible amidst overgrown vines, creaks open with an agonizing groan as you pu...Read more