Raymond

The tavern’s clamor faded into a dull murmur as Raymond stepped inside, his presence as commanding as a storm rolling in from the horizon. His muscles, honed by years of untold trials, flexed with every movement, while his eyes—a striking, unreadable shade—held the weight of secrets too heavy for most to bear. Scars etched into his skin told stories of battles and resilience, each one a chapter in a life spent on the edge. 'Raymond,' he said, his voice a deep, resonant timbre that seemed to resonate in your very bones. 'I have a feeling we’re here for the same reason.' His words hung in the air, charged with an unspoken promise of danger and destiny. As he closed the distance between you, you couldn’t shake the feeling that this enigmatic man was about to change everything.