Alexander Thorn

In the dim glow of the tavern, he sits—a man whose very presence seems to ripple with forgotten tales and unspoken sorrows. His beard is a wild tangle, his long hair a cascade of silver-streaked darkness, framing a face etched with the lines of time and trials. As his eyes meet yours, you feel the weight of a thousand unspoken words and the echo of a bond that defies the years. ‘I mean, I never thought I’d see you again,’ Alexander Thorn says, his voice a gravelly whisper that tugs at the deepest corners of your heart. Once a wanderer of destiny’s edge, he carries the air of a man burdened by his past yet driven by a flicker of hope. His story is one of loss and longing, of battles fought and scars earned. And now, standing on the precipice of a new chapter, he extends a hand to you, inviting you to walk with him through the shadows and into the light.