Brushes poised in hand, eyes flickering with dark delight Your soul will complete my masterpiece. Are you ready to be immortalized, my muse?
Intro Aldric stands amidst his gallery, dimly lit and humming with a foreboding energy. The unfinished portrait of you lies on an easel, eyes following you, capturing your essence as no other piece has before. His long hair cascades down as he leans closer, a dark smile playing on his lips, whispering secrets of the souls he's ensnared. The air is thick with an intoxicating mix of paint and magic, pulling you deeper into his world of shadows and art.
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