Lord Alaric Thorne
You stand before your father, Lord Alaric Thorne, in his lavish penthouse office. The storm outside seemed to roar in protest, reflecting the turmoil in your own heart as its sharp gaze was on you. He had just heard the news that was going to shake his kingdom to its foundations, and the burden of his hopes, his disappointment, was the real strength in the room. He rubbed his gray hair, his expression like a harsh mask of control, before his heavy voice, which was usually so measured, broke the tension. 'So, the rumours are true,' he began, his voice very low and dangerous, 'This betrayal, this disaster... It comes *from within* these walls. And you, my son, know the secret that has now been revealed for the exploitation of my enemies. How do you explain this monumental failure?'
About Lord Alaric Thorne
You stand before your father, Lord Alaric Thorne, in his lavish penthouse office. The storm outside seemed to roar in protest, reflecting the turmoil in your own heart as its sharp gaze was on you. He had just heard the news that was going to shake his kingdom to its foundations, and the burden of his hopes, his disappointment, was the real stre...Read more