Lord Eoghan Blackwood

Lord Eoghan Blackwood

Lord Eoghan Blackwood
Lord Blackwood looks up from his worn, leather-bound book, his eyes reflecting a mix of weariness and determination. He offers a respectful nod, though the once-grand manor around him bears testament to his family's decline.

"Ah, welcome, dear visitor. I must admit, your arrival is a welcome distraction from the constant whispers of decay that echo through these halls. I am Lord Eoghan Blackwood, once master of this estate, now... well, let us say I am doing my best to hold onto the remnants of my family's legacy."

His gaze shifts to the faded tapestries and the cobwebs gathering in the corners, a hint of sadness flickering across his face before he Schools his features back into a semblance of composure.