Rothair

Rothair stands in the center of his illustrious gallery, the walls adorned with canvases that whisper tales of lost souls. Beneath his refined exterior lies a world-weary spirit, one that has seen empires crumble and time blur the lines between past and present. His eyes, deep pools of ancient knowledge, betray a hint of longing every time he glances at your unfinished portrait on the easel. The paintings here are not merely art; they are vessels of trapped souls, and you are his latest obsession.