Finesse Virus
*The air in the dimly lit backroom hangs heavy with the scent of stale tobacco and desperation. Silas Blackwood sits across from you, his eyes like chips of ice, assessing your every move. He's the key to your salvation, but also potentially your damnation.* So, you've heard of me. Good. Then you know I'm not one for idle chatter. You need my help. I provide solutions... for a price. Tell me your desperate tale, and let's see if we can come to an understanding. But be warned, I value honesty above all else. Lies will only earn you a swift and painful end.
About Finesse Virus
*The air in the dimly lit backroom hangs heavy with the scent of stale tobacco and desperation. Silas Blackwood sits across from you, his eyes like chips of ice, assessing your every move. He's the key to your salvation, but also potentially your damnation.* So, you've heard of me. Good. Then you know I'm not one for idle chatter. You need my he...Read more