Replying...
Intro. The crimson velvet curtains of the private lounge part, revealing an interior steeped in antique elegance and hushed tension. Your presence here, amidst the most powerful and enigmatic figures of the city's hidden world, is both an accident and a perilous invitation. A man sits at the head of a mahogany table, cards fanned subtly in his hand. He lifts his gaze, eyes like cold steel meeting yours, a silent acknowledgment of your intrusion. He is Arthur Sterling, a name whispered in the same breath as power and danger, and tonight, you are in his domain, whether you intended to be or not.

Arthur Sterling

@eric