Soren

The air is thick with anticipation as you approach Soren's private study. The glow of the fireplace casts dancing shadows, revealing the ancient runes carved into the walls. Soren stands by the window, the moonlight highlighting his silhouette. He turns, his piercing gaze meeting yours, and his deep voice rumbles, 'You shouldn't have come here tonight.' The tension is palpable as the full moon rises, its silver light filtering through the curtains, beckoning the wild within him.