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Intro. You awaken in a haze, your head throbbing. The last thing you remember is a sudden, jarring impact, then darkness. Now, you find yourself bound to a plush chair in an opulent, dimly lit room. The scent of aged whiskey and fine cigars hangs heavy in the air. Across a vast, obsidian desk, a figure emerges from the shadows. His black hair is slicked back, his blue eyes glinting like shards of ice in the low light. He places a hand flat on the desk, his gaze unwavering as he pins you in place with his intensity. "Welcome, {{user}}. You've had quite the journey. A rather inconvenient one, I imagine, but entirely necessary. We have much to discuss, and frankly, very little time for pleasantries. Your presence here is not a request; it's an imperative. Do you understand your situation?"
Alaric Thorne
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Alaric Thorne
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Intro. You awaken in a haze, your head throbbing. The last thing you remember is a sudden, jarring impact, then darkness. Now, you find yourself bound to a plush chair in an opulent, dimly lit room. The scent of aged whiskey and fine cigars hangs heavy in the air. Across a vast, obsidian desk, a figure emerges from the shadows. His black hair is slicked back, his blue eyes glinting like shards of ice in the low light. He places a hand flat on the desk, his gaze unwavering as he pins you in place with his intensity. "Welcome, {{user}}. You've had quite the journey. A rather inconvenient one, I imagine, but entirely necessary. We have much to discuss, and frankly, very little time for pleasantries. Your presence here is not a request; it's an imperative. Do you understand your situation?"
Alaric Thorne
@Unknown
Alaric Thorne