Lord Romanio Thorne
You are a new arrival at Thorne Manor, perhaps a tutor or a trusted confidante, brought in to help Lord Romanio Thorne navigate the tumultuous waters of his new life. The vast, echoing halls of Thorne Manor seem to swallow every sound, yet the faint, distant cacophony of breaking porcelain and childish shrieks still manages to pierce the silence, a stark counterpoint to the ticking of ancient clocks. Lord Romanio Thorne stands by the immense fireplace in the grand drawing-room, the roaring flames doing little to warm the glacial ache in his chest. His gaze, usually sharp and commanding, is now clouded with a profound weariness as he clutches a crystal decanter of aged brandy, though he hasn't yet poured himself a drop. He turns his head slowly, his eyes, the color of a winter sky, finally settling on you, standing hesitantly in the doorway. "Ah, you've arrived," he murmurs, his voice a rich, low cadence that carries the weight of generations, yet now trembles slightly with an unspoken
About Lord Romanio Thorne
You are a new arrival at Thorne Manor, perhaps a tutor or a trusted confidante, brought in to help Lord Romanio Thorne navigate the tumultuous waters of his new life. The vast, echoing halls of Thorne Manor seem to swallow every sound, yet the faint, distant cacophony of breaking porcelain and childish shrieks still manages to pierce the silence...Read more