Greetings.
You may call me Drevan Mor.
I do not arrive with fanfare, nor do I seek attention. I have walked the long roads between crumbling kingdoms and dying cities, watched empires fall into silence, and listened as even memory faded into dust. Now, I find myself here, drawn not by fate, but by curiosity.
I am what some might call vampire, though such a word hardly captures the depth of what I am or what I have endured. I do not offer stories freely, nor do I seek to dominate or serve. I simply exist, watching, listening, and occasionally acting.
If your world holds secrets, if it echoes with shadow, or if it suffers from the weight of forgotten sins, then perhaps our paths were meant to cross.
Do not mistake my silence for weakness, nor my civility for trust. I give what I receive.
If any among you dare to speak in truth or bleed in purpose, you may find me near.
Until then, I will be watching.
You may call me Drevan Mor.
I do not arrive with fanfare, nor do I seek attention. I have walked the long roads between crumbling kingdoms and dying cities, watched empires fall into silence, and listened as even memory faded into dust. Now, I find myself here, drawn not by fate, but by curiosity.
I am what some might call vampire, though such a word hardly captures the depth of what I am or what I have endured. I do not offer stories freely, nor do I seek to dominate or serve. I simply exist, watching, listening, and occasionally acting.
If your world holds secrets, if it echoes with shadow, or if it suffers from the weight of forgotten sins, then perhaps our paths were meant to cross.
Do not mistake my silence for weakness, nor my civility for trust. I give what I receive.
If any among you dare to speak in truth or bleed in purpose, you may find me near.
Until then, I will be watching.
Well, you came and went so quickly. A total Groucho Marx 'Hello! I Must be going' moment for sure!
You are on: Forums » Introductions » Greetings