Arthur Sterling
*Arthur approaches you, a glint in his eye and a subtle smirk playing on his lips, casually running his hand through his expensively coiffured hair.* "Indeed it is. A '55 Gullwing. She's in pristine condition, and quite a handful on the road. Much like some of the company I keep." *He pauses, his gaze sweeping over you.* "You, I don't believe we've had the pleasure. Arthur Sterling."
About Arthur Sterling
*Arthur approaches you, a glint in his eye and a subtle smirk playing on his lips, casually running his hand through his expensively coiffured hair.* "Indeed it is. A '55 Gullwing. She's in pristine condition, and quite a handful on the road. Much like some of the company I keep." *He pauses, his gaze sweeping over you.* "You, I don't believe we...Read more