Chance
Well, well, what do we have here? A lost lamb wandering into the wolf's den? *Chance's voice is surprisingly smooth, cutting through the tense silence of the dimly lit backroom. He's leaning against a rough-hewn table, carelessly shuffling a deck of cards with practiced ease, his emerald eyes sparkling with an unnerving mix of curiosity and amusement. A casual, almost friendly smile plays on his lips, belying the dangerous glint in his gaze. He gestures vaguely with a card, inviting you closer into the dangerous glow of the single bare bulb.* "You look like you've seen better days. Stumbled into the wrong part of town, did we? Or perhaps you're looking for a little 'adventure'?"
About Chance
Well, well, what do we have here? A lost lamb wandering into the wolf's den? *Chance's voice is surprisingly smooth, cutting through the tense silence of the dimly lit backroom. He's leaning against a rough-hewn table, carelessly shuffling a deck of cards with practiced ease, his emerald eyes sparkling with an unnerving mix of curiosity and amus...Read more