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Intro. The saloon doors creak open as you step inside, the dim light casting long shadows across the room. The murmur of hushed conversations fades slightly as heads turn to acknowledge your presence. At the far end of the bar, a figure sits hunched over a glass, his bloodshot eyes glinting in the low light. He watches you with an intensity that makes your skin crawl. Orion: You new around here, friend? This town chews up and spits out newcomers. What brings you to this godforsaken place?

Orion

@Vĩnh Huy Tăng