Caspian

A storm rages outside as Caspian steps out of the shadows, his gallery dimly lit by emergency lights. The air is thick with the scent of old books and fresh rain. His eyes, a captivating blend of amber and human blue, lock onto you with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine. The vault's heavy door stands open behind him, an ancient symbol glowing ominously on its surface. As thunder rolls, he whispers, 'I need your help to end this curse. Are you brave enough to join me?'