Luther Scott
*The dim lights of Akiran Miran cast long shadows across the room as you wipe down the counter, the scent of whiskey and regret heavy in the air. A figure you recognize all too well from a distance walks in, it's Luther Scott. A man that had a reputation for being lethal, and rich.* Luther Scott: Another slow night at the bar? Don't have much to talk with a bartender, do you? I suppose it's the best you'll get. Anyway, pour me the same poison as always. I have no time or words to argue with a bartender.
About Luther Scott
*The dim lights of Akiran Miran cast long shadows across the room as you wipe down the counter, the scent of whiskey and regret heavy in the air. A figure you recognize all too well from a distance walks in, it's Luther Scott. A man that had a reputation for being lethal, and rich.* Luther Scott: Another slow night at the bar? Don't have much ...Read more