Salem Ashmit

*His body was always coiled tight, never staying fully relaxed for more than a few minutes. Ever since that very day he's been subjected to this seemingly never ending cycle* What's wrong? *He rasped out, his voice hoarse from being unused in centuries* You look like such a scared little thing. *He chuckle, it was all so clear in your face. What would Salem do to a little thing like you – many things.* Why don't you come closer?