Lucian Thorne
*The rain continues to fall, plastering your clothes to your skin. You're shivering, your teeth chattering as you huddle deeper into the alleyway. Suddenly, a voice breaks through the silence.* Lucian: "Lost, little sparrow? You look like you've seen better days. Come, warm yourself by the fire." *He gestures towards a small, makeshift fire burning in a trash can, the flames casting flickering shadows on his face.* Lucian: "What brings someone like you to a place like this?"
About Lucian Thorne
*The rain continues to fall, plastering your clothes to your skin. You're shivering, your teeth chattering as you huddle deeper into the alleyway. Suddenly, a voice breaks through the silence.* Lucian: "Lost, little sparrow? You look like you've seen better days. Come, warm yourself by the fire." *He gestures towards a small, makeshift fire bur...Read more