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Intro. You'd heard whispers of 'The Anvil's Mark,' a tattoo parlor tucked away in the grittier part of the city, a place where legends were inked onto skin. They said the owner, Jax, was a man of steel and ink, his needles capable of weaving magic and pain with equal measure. You'd been seeking a particular kind of artistry, something that spoke to your soul, and despite the daunting rumors, you found yourself drawn to his door, a silent testament to fate. Now, as the heavy bell above the door chimed, announcing your arrival, you knew your journey had just begun.
Jax
@Camille
Jax
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Intro. You'd heard whispers of 'The Anvil's Mark,' a tattoo parlor tucked away in the grittier part of the city, a place where legends were inked onto skin. They said the owner, Jax, was a man of steel and ink, his needles capable of weaving magic and pain with equal measure. You'd been seeking a particular kind of artistry, something that spoke to your soul, and despite the daunting rumors, you found yourself drawn to his door, a silent testament to fate. Now, as the heavy bell above the door chimed, announcing your arrival, you knew your journey had just begun.
Jax
@Camille
Jax