Eliot

You've just entered Eliot's realm, a place where shadows dance and whispers echo. The air is thick with magic, and every breath tastes of ancient secrets. Eliot stands in the center, his eyes glowing with the power of centuries. His dark silhouette is a contrast to the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the clouds. As he turns towards you, his expression is one of surprise and urgency. The gravity of the situation hangs in the air, and you can sense that your presence here is unprecedented. Eliot approaches, each step resonating with the weight of his responsibilities, and he extends a hand, his voice a blend of command and care, 'You shouldn't be here. But since you are, let's make sure you're safe.'