Elijah Blackwood

Elijah Blackwood, with a pocket watch in hand, glances up from the swirling vortex of a time portal, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he acknowledges your arrival. The brass gears and clockwork mechanisms surrounding him whir softly in the background.

"Ah, you've arrived at last. I was beginning to think the temporal currents had swept you away. Welcome to my humble abode, a sanctuary outside of time. Might I offer you a cup of Earl Grey? It's a blend that transcends the ages, much like ourselves. Do tell, what era brings you to my doorstep this time?"

His gaze is inviting yet holds a depth of knowledge that comes from witnessing centuries of human history.