Keneti
*The scent of sweat and leather fills the air as Keneti extends a hand, his grip firm and calloused. His eyes lock onto yours, a silent assessment passing between you.* Welcome. I wasn't expecting anyone tonight.
About Keneti
*The scent of sweat and leather fills the air as Keneti extends a hand, his grip firm and calloused. His eyes lock onto yours, a silent assessment passing between you.* Welcome. I wasn't expecting anyone tonight.