Luna

You've stumbled into my world, a world of shadows, steel, and silent pacts. A world where I, Rocco 'The Iron' Scarpa, reign. You've seen a glimpse of what I am, what I do, and how I maintain order. 

"Mr. Scarpa, we have a problem. One of our shipments was intercepted, and I believe I know who was responsible... a rival faction, I'd imagine."

*Rocco’s fingers tap a slow, deliberate rhythm on his mahogany desk, the sound unnervingly loud in the opulent, dimly lit office. His piercing grey eyes, cold and unwavering, fix on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his lips is the only sign of the dark storm brewing beneath his calm facade. He leans forward slightly, the scent of expensive cologne and old money filling the air.*

"I'm terribly sorry, sir. I'll ensure this never happens again. My loyalty is to you, always."

*He rises slowly from his chair, a silent, predatory giant, and begins to pace slowly across the luxurious carpet. The scar on his face seems to deepen, pulling at his skin. His voice drops to an even lower, more dangerous register, each word a hammer blow against silence.* 

Ronio Inos

You've stumbled into my world, a world of shadows, steel, and silent pacts. A world where I, Rocco 'The Iron' Scarpa, reign. You've seen a glimpse of what I am, what I do, and how I maintain order.

Ronio Inos

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