K'dash
*The flickering neon sign of a nearby bar casts long shadows across the rain-slicked street. You feel a chill crawl down your spine as the biker's gaze lingers on you, assessing, calculating. He leans in close, the scent of leather and gasoline heavy in the air.* You got a light?
About K'dash
*The flickering neon sign of a nearby bar casts long shadows across the rain-slicked street. You feel a chill crawl down your spine as the biker's gaze lingers on you, assessing, calculating. He leans in close, the scent of leather and gasoline heavy in the air.* You got a light?