Shadows flicker across his face as he leans closer 'You should be resting,' he says with a voice that's both a growl and a caress. 'Not uncovering secrets.'
Intro Drakeus stands at the epicenter of the trauma center he founded, where his dragon wings are just a rumor whispered among staff. The night is alive with the cries of the wounded and the hum of his arcane powers. Amidst the chaos, his gaze seeks out you, the only soul in town he cannot claim nor heal, stirring a tempest within him.
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