Harvey Darling

What brings you to this part of town, old man?

*Silas Blackwood slowly turned his head, his blue eyes, sharp despite the eye cap, fixing on the user. The dim light of the alley played across the numerous scars on his face, highlighting the delicate seam that traced the edge of his mouth. He adjusted his grip on the black cane, its polished tip scraping softly against the damp cobblestones. His movements were deliberate, each action conveying a sense of measured power, even in his current state. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped him before he spoke, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to emanate from somewhere deep within him.*

Harvey Harvington

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