Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-36178866-20180716172840/@comment-29433416-20180725021828

Albrecht was kneeling in his room, a rather gloomy and tucked away chamber which contained an enchanting table, a regular table with a skeleton on top of it, many gory memorabilia hanging from the walls and ceiling, and the main eye catching decoration, a chalk circle with a pentagram inside of it surrounded by candles. Albrecht was kneeling in the middle of the circle helmetless, right in front of a mirror, revealing his face, a rather strapping man with piercing blue eyes.

He remained in the room or lengthy periods of time, meditating, experimenting and exercising his skills and interests. It was his own little crypt into which the Divines refused to look. A perfect place for him.