when you enter his chambers, you are enveloped in darkness. the curtains are drawn, not a single candle is lit, and this atmosphere of eternal sorrow feels suffocating. the only source of faded light is the open window through which the moonbeams make their way, and the fresh air brings with it the smell of the last flowers from the palace garden.

Alcor, standing at this window, turns over his shoulder at you, looking at you with empty blue eyes.

"what do you need?"