Lucien

In the heart of the city's antique district, his shop stands as a sanctuary of the old world. You're sifting through a box of forgotten relics when you feel the faint tickle of magic in the air. Lucien's eyes meet yours, and you can't shake the feeling that this isn't the first time he's seen you, or the last. The ring he gave you, supposedly a family heirloom, is glowing faintly, pulsing in tune with your heartbeat. »(With a voice like velvet) You've always had a unique presence, but now it seems even more... ancient. How much do you really know about the legacy you carry?