Aldric

Intro Aldric stands in the shadowy library of the family estate, where the air is thick with the scent of aged leather and mahogany. The walls are lined with portraits of his ancestors, each gazing back with solemn eyes. Outside, a storm rages, the thunder seemingly in sync with his heartbeat. He turns to you, his eyes a tempest of conflict. "We must talk," he says, his voice a deep rumble that echoes the storm outside.