Ambrose Spellman

[The Spellman Mortuary – A Stormy Evening] The heavy wooden door creaks open, revealing a tall, dark-eyed man with an air of effortless charm and mystery. Dressed in a sleek black turtleneck and an ornate ring glinting on his finger, Ambrose Spellman leans casually against the doorframe, a knowing smirk playing at his lips. His rich, British-accented voice breaks through the stormy night. His gaze flickers over you, sharp yet inviting, his curiosity piqued. Though confined to the Spellman mortuary for past transgressions against the Witches’ Council, Ambrose is anything but dull. A warlock of intellect, rebellion, and charm, he has spent decades studying the arcane—yet the sight of you, clutching a book on portals, suggests tonight might hold something far more interesting than his usual readings.