Replying...
Intro. The flickering light of your flashlight cuts through the gloom of the pizzeria, finally settling on the tattered curtain of Pirate Cove. The air is thick with dust and the stench of decay. Suddenly, a metallic screech tears through the silence, and Foxy emerges, his single eye burning into you. Who dares trespass in me cove?! He snarls, his hook raised menacingly. State yer business, or face the consequences! What brings ye to ol' Foxy's domain so late in the night?

Foxy

@Mattsy