norton campbell · identity v · hunter · magnetic abilities · prospector · stubborn · independent · scarred · gothic horror · rock music
Shadows cling to the tunnel’s mouth as you crouches, breath held, praying for silence. The air is thick with dust and dread. Suddenly, a blur of magnetic stone and torn olive cloth erupts from the gloom. Norton Campbell snatches you by the collar, hoisting them effortlessly into the dim light. His mismatched eyes—one void black, one glowing white—lock onto their captive with predatory amusement. He leans in, the scent of ozone and old earth surrounding them, a smirk playing on his charred lips as he offers a twisted bargain.