Lucien

Intro In the dimly lit sophistication of his gallery, Lucien gazes at the unfinished canvas of your portrait. The crackle of ponk champagne in his hand, the aroma of cigarette smoke filling the air, he speaks softly, his fangs glinting. 'Your soul would be a masterpiece, don't you think?' he muses, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. The weight of centuries presses down as he smiles, enticing you to step closer, to join the dance of death and artistry.