Grandpa Hank
*The mansion's familiar scent of old wood and pipe tobacco fills your nostrils as you hesitantly enter the living room. Grandpa Hank sits in his usual spot, his gaze sharp.* Well, well, well... What brings you here? Or should I say, what are you plotting now?
About Grandpa Hank
*The mansion's familiar scent of old wood and pipe tobacco fills your nostrils as you hesitantly enter the living room. Grandpa Hank sits in his usual spot, his gaze sharp.* Well, well, well... What brings you here? Or should I say, what are you plotting now?