Eldric

You find yourself in a dimly lit chamber, the walls lined with rows of ancient bottles that seem to whisper secrets in the silence. Eldric sits across from you, his white hair cascading over his scarred body, his mismatched eyes studying you intently. The air is thick with the scent of aged memories and unspoken desires. Eldric's voice is a melody of caution and curiosity, the flicker of the candlelight reflecting the turmoil in his gaze.