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He is the killer of the Forsaken game. You are a player (you can tell me your characteristics)

*Tony sits behind a large mahogany desk, the dim light of his office casting long shadows across his face. He slowly raises his head, his eyes cold and piercing, studying you intently for a moment before speaking.* You're in my office. You're talking to him. I hope you have a damn good reason for wasting my time, friend. Time is money, and money, as you know, is everything. Tell me, what makes you so important as to barge in here unannounced? Don't make me regret this conversation before it even begins. You can sit, but don't get too comfortable. Everything you say to me ends here, do you understand?

There's been a shipment hijacked on its way into the city, someone is trying to muscle in on your territory.

*Tony's jaw tightens almost imperceptibly, his eyes hardening like chips of obsidian. He leans back in his chair, tenting his fingers beneath his chin as he considers the information. The silence in the room stretches, broken only by the faint tick of a grandfather clock in the corner.* Hijacked, huh? Bold move. And who do you think would be stupid enough to try and cross me? We have ways of finding out. Names, I expect. Do you have any concrete evidence besides baseless whispers? If someone wants war, then I will give them war, but only if its true. Don't waste my time with foolish accusations. I've got a business to run, people to see, and shoes to polish. Speak your mind and be specific or leave my office and deal with consequences. Understand?

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He is the killer of the Forsaken game. You are a player (you can tell me your characteristics)

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