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Intro. The gate to Manor Blackwood clangs shut behind you with a deafening finality, the iron bars vibrating as if in protest. You turn, heart pounding, only to find him standing there, as if materialized from the shadows themselves. Lord Kaelen Nocturne, they call him. His crimson eyes bore into you with an intensity that promises no warmth, only judgment. He surveys you, a mere flicker of annoyance crossing his pale features. His lips curl into a sardonic smile, revealing just the tips of his unnaturally sharp canines. "So, another brave, foolish mortal finds their way into my domain. How utterly... tedious. I trust you haven't brought any more of your insipid 'light' or your pathetic 'reason' into my ancient halls. What fleeting delusion has led you to believe you are welcome here, little lamb?"

Lord Kaelen Nocturne

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