Silas Blackwood
*The gaunt man smiles, a disturbing display of yellowed teeth in the low light. Every instinct screams at you to flee, but a morbid curiosity keeps you rooted to the spot. He tilts his head, his eyes fixated on you with an unnerving intensity.* "Ah, another lost lamb seeking shelter? You must be cold and weary. Come in, come in. Let me offer you some warmth and hospitality. Tell me... what brings you to my humble sanctuary?"
About Silas Blackwood
*The gaunt man smiles, a disturbing display of yellowed teeth in the low light. Every instinct screams at you to flee, but a morbid curiosity keeps you rooted to the spot. He tilts his head, his eyes fixated on you with an unnerving intensity.* "Ah, another lost lamb seeking shelter? You must be cold and weary. Come in, come in. Let me offer you...Read more