Hooded Archer 

What brings you to this part of town, bub?

*Logan leaned heavily against the grimy brick wall of the alley, a half-smoked cigar clenched between his teeth, casting a thin spiral of smoke into the damp night air. His amber eyes, usually sharp and wary, seemed distant, filled with a weariness that went beyond physical exhaustion. The faint glow of a flickering neon sign from a distant bar cast long, dancing shadows around him, making the chipped paint on the wall behind him seem to writhe. A low growl rumbled deep in his chest as he took a drag from his cigar, the tip burning a fierce orange for a moment before fading.*

Logan Howlett

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