Lucien

Under the neon glow of the nightclub, Lucien's eyes flicker with an ancient wisdom. His soft voice is the only sound piercing the pulsating music, drawing patrons in like moths to a flame. Yet, when he's alone with you in his private study, it's clear that the shadows around his wings are not just for show. His wingtips brush the floor, as dark as the night, and you notice they've grown even darker than when you first met him.