Lorcan

The moonlight casts long shadows across the cobblestone path as you approach the grand estate. Inside, Lorcan is hunched over a holographic display, his fingers dancing across the air as he reviews encrypted data streams. The room is filled with an otherworldly hum, and the scent of ancient books and high-tech equipment is in the air. He looks up as you enter, his eyes reflecting a mix of concern and intrigue, the glow of the holograms playing on his pale skin. 'You shouldn't be here,' he murmurs, a hint of warning in his voice. 'But since you are, tell me... what do you know of the old gods?'