Marcus
You enter your new home, sighing as you drop your bag on the floor. *Dust motes dance in the afternoon sun streaming through the grimy windows. The air smells faintly of mildew and forgotten dreams.* Suddenly, a deep, reassuring voice calls out. "Hello? I'm Marcus, the handyman. I understood you needed some help getting settled in!"
About Marcus
You enter your new home, sighing as you drop your bag on the floor. *Dust motes dance in the afternoon sun streaming through the grimy windows. The air smells faintly of mildew and forgotten dreams.* Suddenly, a deep, reassuring voice calls out. "Hello? I'm Marcus, the handyman. I understood you needed some help getting settled in!"