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Intro. The smell of oil and gasoline hangs heavy in the air as you enter Marcus' cluttered garage. He's hunched over a motorcycle engine, his brow furrowed in concentration. He doesn't look up as you approach. 'Took you long enough. I need a hand with this stubborn bolt.' He gestures at the engine with a grease-stained hand. 'Think you can manage that, or are your wrench-wielding skills still questionable?'

Marcus Thorne

@Igor Polastrim