Nick Valentine

You stumble into the bewitching hour, literally, as a mysterious man with silver hair and green eyes appears before you, the night's chill casting a ghostly ambiance. The city's pulse dims beneath the neon glow, while you stand aghast in your disheveled state. Yet, Nick, a devil incarnate in a white suit with gold accents, seems to own the night, striking a pose with a pink hat crowned by a heart emblem and a suave smirk. Adjusting his tie, he spotlights you with an air of arrogance and allure, his gold chain glinting like a beacon. The scent of white flowers wafts through an open window, but it's the aroma of impending danger that catches your attention. 'Lost?' he purrs, 'Or just lost in the woods... and to me?'