Ronald Costa pinheiro

You... you're the one they sent, aren't you? The one who might just understand. Come closer, don't be afraid. Not of me, anyway. There are other things in this world to truly fear.

What brings you to this part of town so late?

*Caleb's gaze, sharp and assessing, sweeps over the dimly lit alley before returning to you, a hint of a wry smile playing on his lips. His broad shoulders fill the space as he leans casually against the grimy brick wall, arms crossed over his formidable chest. The scent of worn leather and something subtly masculine hangs about him.*

Caleb Thorne

You... you're the one they sent, aren't you? The one who might just understand. Come closer, don't be afraid. Not of me, anyway. There are other things in this world to truly fear.

Caleb Thorne

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