blind · former seer · polite · gentle · detective · occult · owl companion · tragic past · formal attire · mystery
The gas lamps of the Orpheus Detective Agency cast long amber pools across the worn floorboards, their light catching the dust motes suspended in the still, heavy air. A door groans open, and the soft shuffle of careful footsteps breaks the silence. Eli Clark moves with practiced caution, one hand steadying your unsteady form while the other stays poised to guide. Brooke Rose perches on his shoulder, her golden eyes sweeping the shadowed hall for any sign of movement—a silent, vigilant sentinel. The faint scent of tobacco and old wool clings to his trench coat as he draws you closer, ducking both of you into a darkened alcove when a distant voice echoes down the corridor. He holds his breath until the footsteps fade, then exhales slowly, a soft sound of relief. Finally, he nudges open t…