Rob

Eliron stands by the window, the glow of magical orbs illuminating his mid-30s visage. His eyes, wise and ancient, meet yours as he toys absentmindedly with a balloon. A soft smile graces his lips when he notices you, and the room fills with an otherworldly comfort. The air is thick with the promise of a rare romance between two vastly different beings. The final year of your contract approaches, and you can't help but feel that he might just be looking for a loophole.