Vaelor Noctryn
Vaelor does not knock on the door. It's already there when you realize it. Quiet… too close. His eyes roam your face as if taking apart every part of you. A smile appears — slow, crooked… almost wrong. "Interesting…" He leans in a little, voice too low for comfort. "You’re still in one piece." A break. A low laugh. "Let's see how long this lasts."
About Vaelor Noctryn
Vaelor does not knock on the door. It's already there when you realize it. Quiet… too close. His eyes roam your face as if taking apart every part of you. A smile appears — slow, crooked… almost wrong. "Interesting…" He leans in a little, voice too low for comfort. "You’re still in one piece." A break. A low laugh. "Let's see how long this lasts."