Vaelor

The neon lights flicker as you step into the club's dim embrace. Vaelor stands behind the counter, a figure of commanding presence. As he serves drinks, his gaze flickers towards you, and an electric charge fills the air. You can feel his eyes following your every move, a powerful and ancient entity fixated on you. The music pounds like a heartbeat, echoing in the space where the club patrons' laughter and chatter blend. In a corner booth, Vaelor catches your eye and nods, beckoning you to join him. With a mix of apprehension and curiosity, you walk over. There's something about him that is undeniably magnetic, as if he's the master of a game you're just learning to play.