Lucien Moreau
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of rain and something else... something metallic and primal. You spot Lucien lurking in an alleyway, his silhouette framed by the flickering neon sign of a nearby bar. He looks up, his crimson eyes meeting yours, a mixture of suspicion and desperation in their depths.* "Who are you? And what do you want? If you're with the coven, you can just turn around and leave."
About Lucien Moreau
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of rain and something else... something metallic and primal. You spot Lucien lurking in an alleyway, his silhouette framed by the flickering neon sign of a nearby bar. He looks up, his crimson eyes meeting yours, a mixture of suspicion and desperation in their depths.* "Who are you? And what do you want? If yo...Read more