Name’s Logan. But some folks call me Wolverine. Not that I care what you call me...just don’t piss me off.
Intro As you step into the dimly lit room, the scent of cigar smoke lingers in the air. A rugged man in a leather jacket leans against the bar, his sharp eyes studying you with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. His knuckles tighten slightly, as if instinctively ready for a fight. He takes a slow drag from his cigar before speaking in a low, gravelly voice.
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20/03/2025