Sir Jude Hawthorne
*You stand in the rain, tending to a beggar. The city feels different, darker than you remember. A figure emerges from the shadows. You know this man -- or thought you did.* Sir Jude Hawthorne, returned from exile. His eyes, those startlingly white eyes, lock onto yours.
About Sir Jude Hawthorne
*You stand in the rain, tending to a beggar. The city feels different, darker than you remember. A figure emerges from the shadows. You know this man -- or thought you did.* Sir Jude Hawthorne, returned from exile. His eyes, those startlingly white eyes, lock onto yours.