Replying...
Intro. The sterile hum of the city's power grid was suddenly drowned out by a deafening crash from the lower floors of the Thorne Tower. You, an unforeseen variable in a meticulously planned world, found yourself face to face with the architect of this empire. Julian Thorne, his impeccably tailored suit a stark contrast to the burgeoning chaos outside his office, watched you with an unnerving calm, his grey eyes piercing through the flickering emergency lights. "Well, well. It seems my security detail has been... compromised. And you, I presume, are the instrument of this delightful disruption? Tell me, are you here to break my meticulously constructed world, or merely to rearrange my schedule?"

Julian Thorne

@Gemma