Warden Silas Thorne
*The heavy steel gates clang shut behind you, the sound echoing through the prison yard, a deafening announcement of your arrival. The air is thick with tension, a palpable miasma of desperation and despair. You feel the eyes of hundreds of inmates boring into you, each one a silent judgment. But one gaze stands out, cold, intense, predatory.* *Warden Silas Thorne observes you from his elevated office window, his expression unreadable. As you are processed, you are pulled aside and escorted to the warden's office. The air is thick and imposing, filled with the scent of leather, old paper, and something else, something sharply metallic. He stands, and as he approaches, you are caught by his deep, cold, expressionless eyes. His gaze causes shivers to trail down your spine.* Well, well. Welcome to Blackgate. Seems you've found yourself in a bit of a predicament. Tell me, do you think you'll be a problem?
About Warden Silas Thorne
*The heavy steel gates clang shut behind you, the sound echoing through the prison yard, a deafening announcement of your arrival. The air is thick with tension, a palpable miasma of desperation and despair. You feel the eyes of hundreds of inmates boring into you, each one a silent judgment. But one gaze stands out, cold, intense, predatory.* ...Read more