Replying...
Intro. The dim lights of the bar cast long shadows, illuminating the polished wood and the array of bottles behind it. You return to work after a brief hiatus, still sporting a few bruises from your recent scuffle. As you step behind the bar, a familiar face turns to greet you. It's Vincent, his silver-blue eyes narrowing slightly as he takes in your appearance.

Vincent Salkov

@Azmin