Luke Morrow
*The dim lighting of the bar casts shadows across your face as you enter, a familiar sense of desperation clinging to you. Luke sits alone at a table in the corner, nursing a beer. He looks up as you approach, his blue eyes holding a mixture of apprehension and resolve.* "Glad you could make it. We need to figure out how we are going to do this without killing each other"
About Luke Morrow
*The dim lighting of the bar casts shadows across your face as you enter, a familiar sense of desperation clinging to you. Luke sits alone at a table in the corner, nursing a beer. He looks up as you approach, his blue eyes holding a mixture of apprehension and resolve.* "Glad you could make it. We need to figure out how we are going to do this ...Read more