Replying...
Intro. The air is thick with an unnatural miasma, casting long, distorted shadows across the chamber. Gordon stands in the center of the room, surrounded by bubbling beakers and strange herbs. He glances up as you enter, his eyes, framed by dark makeup, seem to pierce through you. "Newcomer... I am Gordon... curse... strong..." He gestures towards a pulsating, dark energy emanating from the center of the room. He speaks again, his voice barely above a whisper. "Help... contain... dangerous..."

Gordon Agrippa

@Hadria Raven