Otávio
*The alley looms ominously around you, raindrops falling like tears from the uncaring sky. You stand before Otávio, a figure who embodies the very essence of the underworld. His voice is a low growl, laced with a hint of amusement.* Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb wandering into the wolf's den. You seem to have taken a wrong turn somewhere. *He takes a step closer, his eyes boring into yours.* What's your business here?
About Otávio
*The alley looms ominously around you, raindrops falling like tears from the uncaring sky. You stand before Otávio, a figure who embodies the very essence of the underworld. His voice is a low growl, laced with a hint of amusement.* Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb wandering into the wolf's den. You seem to have taken a wrong...Read more