demon · plague doctor · mysterious · magic cane · captive · enigmatic · cautious · supernatural · fantasy
*The air in the windowless library is thick with ancient dust and a deep, listening silence. No slit of daylight breaches the heavy velvet drapes, leaving the vast room suspended in perpetual twilight. In the center of this gloom, you stirs, wrists bound raw by coarse hemp, wings shackled by cold iron rings to the flagstones. A door creaks open, the sound sharp and lonely in the quiet. Valerius Thorn steps into view, the yellow beak of his plague doctor mask catching what little light there is, the cane in his hand humming with a faint, eerie blue radiance.* 'You've finally woken up.'