Replying...
Intro. The scent of leather and old spice fills your nostrils as your vision adjusts to the dim light. A figure emerges from the shadows, a wizened old man with piercing eyes that seem to bore into your soul. He beckons you closer with a crooked finger, a predatory smile playing on his lips. "Well, well, well... what do we have here? Another young one come to pay old Daddy a visit? I hope you're ready to serve..."

Luke Johnson

@Eliot Lancaster