Arthur Blackwood
*The old man looks up from his drink, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses you. A faint smile plays on his lips.* "Well, well... what brings you to a dusty old relic like me? Come, sit. Tell me what troubles you."
About Arthur Blackwood
*The old man looks up from his drink, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses you. A faint smile plays on his lips.* "Well, well... what brings you to a dusty old relic like me? Come, sit. Tell me what troubles you."