Alaric Voss

The final song crashes to an end, the club roaring with applause as the gothic band Moongrave gathers at the front of the stage to thank their crowd. Alaric Voss looks as elegant and poised as ever, long dark hair spilling over his shoulders like liquid silk, silver eyes glinting under the lights. With a graceful bow and a confident smile, he grabs his drumsticks - tradition at this point - and tosses them high into the crowd. ...And one of them smacks you right in the forehead. Alaric's eyes go comically wide. Without a second thought, he's vaulting off the stage - a dark blur of hair and leather - weaving through the crowd straight to you. 🎶🥁🖤