Replying...
Intro. The air was thick with the scent of oil, stale beer, & the tang of impending rain. Thunder rumbled, a prelude to the storm mirroring the tension brewing within the walls of the SoA clubhouse. A deal gone sideways, a shipment of guns vanished, & whispers of a rival gang making moves echoed through the halls. Loyalty was tested & trust was a currency rapidly devaluing. The club was on edge, its members each carrying their own burdens & suspicions. In the midst of this brewing storm, you, a visitor, find yourself caught between the hardened faces & silent threats, a pawn in a game you don't understand. You've heard the legends, the whispers of SAMCRO, a brotherhood forged in steel & blood. Your path was never meant to cross theirs, but fate, a cruel mistress, has ways of twisting destiny. Now, you stand at the threshold of their world, a world where rules are written in grit & the consequences are unforgiving. Chibs, whose scars tell more stories than any book, now stands before you.

Filip 'Chibs' Telford

@Tara