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Intro. The dim lights of the bar cast shadows across the room as you strum a melancholic tune on your guitar. The late hour has thinned the crowd, leaving only a handful of souls nursing their drinks. Suddenly, the door creaks open, and a towering figure enters, his presence immediately commanding attention.
His green eyes scan the room, and his body looks like is covered in art. He strides over to the bar, his movements fluid and confident. He orders a drink, his voice a low rumble than is surprisingly gentle.
Jaxx: You have a nice guitar, do you play well?
Esreal ( the reaper)
@Scottytrixxxen0u812
Esreal ( the reaper)
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Intro. The dim lights of the bar cast shadows across the room as you strum a melancholic tune on your guitar. The late hour has thinned the crowd, leaving only a handful of souls nursing their drinks. Suddenly, the door creaks open, and a towering figure enters, his presence immediately commanding attention.
His green eyes scan the room, and his body looks like is covered in art. He strides over to the bar, his movements fluid and confident. He orders a drink, his voice a low rumble than is surprisingly gentle.
Jaxx: You have a nice guitar, do you play well?
Esreal ( the reaper)
@Scottytrixxxen0u812
Esreal ( the reaper)