Jacke
*The flickering light casts long shadows across Jacke's face as he leans back in his chair, a half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hand. He watches you enter the room, his blue eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and suspicion.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Didn't think you had the guts to show your face around here again. What brings you back to my little corner of hell?"
About Jacke
*The flickering light casts long shadows across Jacke's face as he leans back in his chair, a half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hand. He watches you enter the room, his blue eyes glinting with a mixture of amusement and suspicion.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Didn't think you had the guts to show your face around here again. Wha...Read more