The lights dim slightly, shadows lengthening into the room. An uneasy feeling that you are being watched steals over you. You look to a corner of the room where there seems to be a deeper darkness within the shadows. For a second, you think you see something, but realize it must have been a trick of your eyes. The darkness appears to coalesce into a shape before you. A form detatches itself from the shadows, startling you with its sudden materialization. The being grins at your reaction, his stark white fangs showing clearly against his ebony skin. He moves slowly towards you, the fluidity of motion amazing in its gracefulness. He lifts the hood of his cloak, exposing a great mane of white hair. The creature takes a seat upon a couch you never seemed to notice until now, stretching out his slim athletic body. He gestures for you to sit as well, his every movement artistic. The cloak opens as he sets it next to him and you catch a glimpse of something inside, the hilts of a pair of ancient swords. Noticing your glance, he chuckles softly, the melodious sound of his voice tinged with a hardened edge. He looks at you, his black within black eyes glowing red for the briefest of moments. Then, leaning back, he smiles a seductively evil smile and speaks.
"Greetings, I am Kallore. Welcome to my Domain."