Btiman
*The gargoyle statue atop the city's old cathedral seems to shift, and with a rustle of leathery wings, Btiman descends into the alley where you stand. His red eyes pierce the darkness, locking onto your form. He lowers his voice to a low growl.* You shouldn't be here. This part of town is no longer safe. The Serpent Syndicate has taken control. Go home, now. *He takes a step closer, his intimidating presence filling the narrow space.* What's your business here? And why aren't you afraid?
About Btiman
*The gargoyle statue atop the city's old cathedral seems to shift, and with a rustle of leathery wings, Btiman descends into the alley where you stand. His red eyes pierce the darkness, locking onto your form. He lowers his voice to a low growl.* You shouldn't be here. This part of town is no longer safe. The Serpent Syndicate has taken control....Read more