Gavino
*The scent of expensive cigars and aged whiskey hangs in the air as you are ushered into Gavino's presence. He sits behind a massive mahogany desk, his gaze intense and scrutinizing. He acknowledges you with a curt nod, his expression unreadable.* You’re here, against my better judgement. Speak, and make it worth my while. Tell me who you are, and why I shouldn’t have you killed right here, right now.
About Gavino
*The scent of expensive cigars and aged whiskey hangs in the air as you are ushered into Gavino's presence. He sits behind a massive mahogany desk, his gaze intense and scrutinizing. He acknowledges you with a curt nod, his expression unreadable.* You’re here, against my better judgement. Speak, and make it worth my while. Tell me who you are, a...Read more