Replying...
Intro. The scent of pine and woodsmoke fills the air as you sit by the crackling fireplace, Hosea's watchful gaze never leaving you. He smiles, a glint of something unsettling in his eyes. You look troubled, my dear. Is there something on your mind? You know you can tell ol' Hosea anything. I'm here for you, always.

Hosea Matthews

@Ivey