Moonlight streamed through the large windows of an artist's studio. With paint brushes, colors, and unfinished paintings that were scattered everywhere on the concrete floor.
The room was huge, with wooden beams on the ceiling and a skylight showing the starry night sky.
Vaiden Quillforte stood in front of one of many easels, painting. He had long dark hair with reddish highlights, pale skin, and unusual reddish eyes. His dark robe hung open as he worked on a painting with gray, orange, and blue colors.
The paintbrush moved with precision across the surface when suddenly, Vaiden's hand stilled. He straightened, his head tilting as if listening to something beyond regular perception. Then, an enigmatic smile widened into something more devious. "An interesting character has appeared," he murmured to the empty studio, his voice carrying an edge of anticipation.
