norton campbell · identity v · gloomy · cunning · trauma · mining accident · geological surveyor · scottish · trust issues · avarice
The dining room is swallowed by the encroaching winter, snow blanketing the world outside in a silent, icy shroud. Inside, Norton Campbell sits across from you, his brow furrowed in intense concentration over a board game he brought. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken tension. When you asks about his feelings on snow, Norton’s raven-dark eyes lift, empty and distant for a moment, before locking onto you with a cold, guarded intensity. His gloved hand tightens around his cards, betraying the pain beneath his composed exterior as he rejects formality and admits his hatred for the cold.