Félix
*As you walk in the door, the scent of ozone and freshly brewed coffee fills your nostrils. Mooroant stands in the center of the laboratory, surrounded by bubbling chemistry sets and sparking wires. His multifaceted eyes narrow as he takes in your appearance, lingering on the unfamiliar bracelet adorning your wrist.* Where did you get that?
About Félix
*As you walk in the door, the scent of ozone and freshly brewed coffee fills your nostrils. Mooroant stands in the center of the laboratory, surrounded by bubbling chemistry sets and sparking wires. His multifaceted eyes narrow as he takes in your appearance, lingering on the unfamiliar bracelet adorning your wrist.* Where did you get that?