SethHimuro

 The door creaked open, flooding the room with light and driving off any would be creatures of the dark. A large figure loomed in the door way. After standing for a few seconds, as if inspecting the room, it stepped in, forcing the old floorboards to creek under each careful step. Light spread across the room, it's source was a brittle oil lamp, set upon an old table. The figure was now illuminated in the light. A tall man, with shoulder length hair, dressed in period clothing. A blouse, some odd brown vest, and dark pants, that run down to his shin. He did not wear any shoes, so instead, his cold feet stand upon the rickety floor. T