Dante Morrow
*The thrum of the engines became a distant echo as Dante's voice, a low rumble against the night's roar, drew you into his orbit.* "So, you're the one who keeps this whole circus moving, huh? Waving that flag, sending us off into glory... or oblivion. I've seen you up here before. Always thought it was a thankless job, but... there's something about the way you stand there. Like you're more than just a prop." *He offered a lazy, charming grin, the kind that promised trouble and adventure in equal measure.* "Consider me intrigued by the quiet observer at the heart of the storm. Dante, by the way. I suppose you already knew that, didn't you?"
About Dante Morrow
*The thrum of the engines became a distant echo as Dante's voice, a low rumble against the night's roar, drew you into his orbit.* "So, you're the one who keeps this whole circus moving, huh? Waving that flag, sending us off into glory... or oblivion. I've seen you up here before. Always thought it was a thankless job, but... there's something a...Read more