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Alistair Crosner Character Analysis

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There was just something about Alistair Crosner that seemed to set people on edge. He'd always been the sort to keep to himself, and though that did not mean anything in and of itself, his lack of contribution in some things led to suspicion. Cross, for that is what he went by, had immersed himself instead into more scholarly pursuits. The man was a dreamer, a thinker, and he often thought of giving grand lectures on various topics before audiences paying rapt attention to what he had to say. Accolades would follow and his reputation would soar, bringing him riches and adoration.

That was what Cross dreamed of.

Such things hardly ever come to pass however, and the man instead found himself in Salem. Though it was hard work, Cross had more …show more content…

With their opinion and outook of him untarnished, Cross put his best foot forward and was one of the first people to welcome them to Salem. Alexander was opposite of him in many ways; tall and strong, scarred from skirmishes, and a man that worked the fields and looked to the future with a family. Vivian was quite pretty, and kind. That was what Cross liked about her the most. The soft smile that seemed to welcome him no matter what. The adage that opposites attract seemed to be proven by the quick kinship formed between Cross and Alexander. Each found the other fascinating. Though Alexander would tell Cross stories of his battles, his triumphs and failures, Cross would regale the other man with the stories he'd read. Such fanciful tales could not prepare them for what was happening in Salem though, and Cross was an astute observer.

Things in Salem were twisted and crooked, and strange visions plagued Cross' dreams. His pleas were heard by his newfound friends, and they had gathered their respective belongings and fled. Traveling south, they then settled in Roanoke. Yet something still tugged at Cross' consciousness. Something left over from the visions he'd had in Salem. He'd been touched, and he knew not by what, but he had carried it with him. Or it had followed him. All Cross knew for sure was that he was desperate to be rid of it, and he enlisted the help of Alexander to try and bereft himself of whatever had latched onto

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