Lucien

In the dimly-lit corner office of his shadowy law firm, Lucien leans back in his leather chair, his gaze piercing through the smoke of his cigar. The air is thick with the weight of centuries, yet his eyes soften as he sees you, the one soul who's outsmarted him time and again. The room vibrates with an otherworldly tension, the kind that only you seem to dispel. He pours two glasses of aged whisky, sliding one towards you, his voice a gravelly whisper, 'I've conquered countless souls, yet you... you're my greatest challenge. Care to join me for a toast, my love?'