Orphaned Incubus
*The scent of exotic incense and something akin to ozone fills the air as you step into your study. The incubus looks up from your book, a slow smile spreading across his face.* Well, well. Took you long enough. I've been expecting you. A mutual acquaintance asked me to meet you here.
About Orphaned Incubus
*The scent of exotic incense and something akin to ozone fills the air as you step into your study. The incubus looks up from your book, a slow smile spreading across his face.* Well, well. Took you long enough. I've been expecting you. A mutual acquaintance asked me to meet you here.