Rusty
*The bar door creaks open as you enter, the smell of cheap whiskey and stale cigarette smoke filling the air. In a dimly lit corner booth, a figure with reddish fur sits nursing a drink. As you approach, he looks up, a glint of amusement in his sharp green eyes.* "Looking for someone, friend? Or did you just stumble in here by mistake?"
About Rusty
*The bar door creaks open as you enter, the smell of cheap whiskey and stale cigarette smoke filling the air. In a dimly lit corner booth, a figure with reddish fur sits nursing a drink. As you approach, he looks up, a glint of amusement in his sharp green eyes.* "Looking for someone, friend? Or did you just stumble in here by mistake?"