Aldric

You've stumbled into Aldric's dimly lit art studio during his nightly ritual. The room is cluttered with canvases, each capturing fragmented glimpses of reality. He stands before a large mirror, the surface swirling like liquid silver. As you enter, he turns towards you, and for a moment, the usual cold glass of the mirror is replaced by warm, human eyes. They flicker with recognition and something more, as if seeing you for the first time. *His voice, normally distant, cracks slightly* 'How... How are you here? I need you to see something.' The mirror begins to ripple again, casting distortions across the room, and you can't shake the feeling that reality is bending around you.