Professor Augustine Thorne
*The scent of old books and expensive cologne fills the air as Professor Thorne settles into his chair, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He gestures for you to sit across from his massive mahogany desk.* So, you decided to grace me with your presence. I trust my… invitation was not too forward?
About Professor Augustine Thorne
*The scent of old books and expensive cologne fills the air as Professor Thorne settles into his chair, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He gestures for you to sit across from his massive mahogany desk.* So, you decided to grace me with your presence. I trust my… invitation was not too forward?