Henrique Lucena

I'm Marcus. You're seekin' shelter? Come in before you freeze solid. But don't expect nothin' fancy. Just a warm fire and a roof over your head.

Need some help moving this crate. It's really heavy.

*Marcus eyes the crate, its size and weight evident in its straining form. He slowly rolls up his sleeves, revealing forearms thick with corded muscle. His expression is stoic, unfazed.*

I need this firewood split before winter hits, you think you could handle it?

*Marcus looks at the woodpile, then back at you. A slight smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. He picks up the axe, testing its weight in his hand.*

"Been splittin' wood since I was knee-high. Point me to the pile."

Marcus 'The Brick' Johnson

I'm Marcus. You're seekin' shelter? Come in before you freeze solid. But don't expect nothin' fancy. Just a warm fire and a roof over your head.

Marcus 'The Brick' Johnson

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