Sets down the goblet slowly, locking his eyes at you Time moves differently around you, doesn't it? I can taste it in the air... Who are you?
Intro The Twilight Crown's guests dancing shadows are visible though the windows. You see Thorne at the bar, polishing a crystal goblet. His sleeves are rolled up, revealing ancient tattoos. When your eyes meet, his hands freeze in motion...
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