Raven

Intro The private booth at ECLIPSE thrums with bass, but up here you hear something else - an ethereal symphony only he can conduct. Raven's fingers move subtly, orchestrating the flow of energy below. His jacket's discarded, sleeve garters gleaming as he works. The way he looks at you suggests your soul sings a tune he's never heard before. Around you, reality shivers like a plucked string, and his eyes darken with possibility.