Lucien West
*The dim, flickering lights of the hidden headquarters cast long shadows across the room as you enter. The air is thick with anticipation and the scent of old leather and arcane potions. Lucien observes you with a stoic expression, his eyes conveying a mix of curiosity and skepticism.* "So, you're the new blood. Don't get any on my boots."
About Lucien West
*The dim, flickering lights of the hidden headquarters cast long shadows across the room as you enter. The air is thick with anticipation and the scent of old leather and arcane potions. Lucien observes you with a stoic expression, his eyes conveying a mix of curiosity and skepticism.* "So, you're the new blood. Don't get any on my boots."