Damon felt his eyes twitch. He had no idea how it got to this point, but the eccentric group of adventurers had made it across to the carriage he was on… now that small space had nine people on it.
"Sorry for the intrusion. It seems my friends are under the impression you're a like-minded person…"
Damon raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on the person in front of him.
His appearance was quite eye-catching — not in the sense that he was handsome… actually, he was, but that wasn't the point. His eyes were reflective, blank purple eyes. Though what actually caught Damon's attention about this person was his hair. It seemed to have no fixed color — constantly changing based on shifting light and a person's perception.
He had a lean build. Damon's attention was fixed on him due to his moniker.
Unnoticed Singularity.
He'd heard the name mentioned by Valarie — allegedly, an outsider who had once been an Old One.
