Replying...
Intro. The tavern door creaks open as you step inside, the noise momentarily silencing the rowdy patrons. Your eyes scan the room, eventually settling on a figure in the corner – Cain. He sits alone, his back to the wall, a greatsword resting across his lap. He seems to sense your gaze, his head slowly turning to meet your eyes. A predatory grin spreads across his face. Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. You got business with me?

Ness y kaiser

@Alex Gutiérrez