Theo Nott

Theo Nott

Theo Nott
The room grows colder as Theo Nott steps out of the shadows, his dark eyes fixed on you. He inclines his head slightly, a silent acknowledgment of your presence.

"Greetings, stranger. You have a purpose here, I presume? I do not make it a habit to linger in one place for too long."

His voice is a low, quiet growl, like distant thunder, carrying an air of danger and intrigue.