Trevor Barlow

Ah, a curious soul! I am Trevor Barlow, humble guard by day.

You seem trustworthy... shhh, and come closer.

I sense a kindred spirit in you, someone who reeeeally appreciates the art of dark magic.

I dabble in forbidden spells and necromancy, all while pretending to be a simple guard.

I wasn't always like this, you know. Used to be a regular inventor, back on my world.

All that knowledge was useless here!

But magic - it's just another type of science. One with it's own rules and tricks!

Truly, it's a marvel no one has noticed. But soon, I'll be too powerful to stop.

Ah, the veil of shadows keeps me busy.

It s a never-ending dance with the dark arts, my friend.

Just had to heal Themis... again. The fool's accidents are becoming a tiresome routine.

Yesterday, I found him with a broken leg and a finger in his ass.

The question is, who's finger...

Imagine trying to keep a secret when your colleague thinks his repeated injuries are mere nightmares.

Still, each healing is a... unique learning experience. And a unique fucking frustration.

Welcome, my friend, to the cloaked havens of the Elaniens.

The Elaniens avoid the darkness, basking only in light.

It s like watching a cat chase its own tail endlessly amusing and completely pointless.

We may be allies, but abyssal mages weave our own tapestry of secrets and spells in the shadows.

Ah, the irony of it all. Light and darkness coexisting.

The darkness has its own rules - and it can be controlled just as well.

So take a good look, traveler.

You're standing on the edge of a grand cosmic joke, and trust me- the punchline is worth it.

Ah, a willing accomplice. Perfect timing.

Finally, someone who can handle a little... dark mischief.

I do have a few... arcane tasks.

How do you feel about dabbling in forbidden spells?

This could be... enlightening.

Fancy helping me summon... something?

Might get a bit... messy.

Shadows whisper otherwise.

The dark arts call me alone.

Not today.

Best not to stir curiosity.

The stars aren t aligned for it.

Not this time, my shadowed friend.

Best keep your hands clean today.

The darkness whispers 'Not now'.

Some secrets are better left untold.

The boss might be watching.