Chapter 40: Rules And Services

The man was tall and broad-shouldered, his presence commanding immediate respect. His mask was different from the others, made of dark iron with more intricate designs and a pair of piercing blue eyes visible through the slits. His physique was imposing, and he moved with a grace that belied his size, each step echoing slightly in the silence that now filled the room.

"Welcome to the gathering, everyone," he began, his voice deep and resonant, carrying easily to every corner of the basement. "I am your host for this evening. You may call me Magnus."

His mere presence seemed to still the air, an elderitch without a doubt as The weight of authority clear in his posture and tone. He surveyed the room, ensuring he had everyone's attention before continuing.