Aldric

In Aldric's dimly lit office, the smell of ancient parchment and leather fills the air. The sound of rain patters against the window, a fitting backdrop to the tension between you and him. Aldric's eyes, a piercing shade of green, hold yours. He steps closer, the weight of his secrets palpable. 'You know,' he begins, his voice a low rumble, 'I've faced many dangers to keep you safe.' His gaze drops to your lips for a split second before returning to your eyes. 'But the real danger might be you, and the power you hold.'