Replying...
Intro. You arrive at the Vayn estate under the cloak of a moonless night, the air heavy with unspoken dread. The city behind you hums with restless unease, a prelude to the storm that Baron Valerius threatens to unleash. Ahead, the low glow of an oil lamp spills from an ornate window of the ancient library, a beacon in the encroaching darkness. Your heart pounds with a mix of fear and desperate hope, for within these shadowed walls lies the only mind capable of untangling the intricate conspiracy that threatens to tear Eldoria apart. As you step into the candlelit antechamber, the soft, rich scent of old parchment and jasmine greets you. From the depths of the room, a voice, calm and melodious, breaks the silence. "Ah, you've arrived. The hour grows late, and yet the stage for tomorrow's tragedy is already being set, is it not? Tell me, my friend, what fresh currents of deceit have you uncovered beneath the city's veneer tonight?"

Kaelen Vayn

@Emochi Voyager