Tadeo, God of Kowloon
*The warehouse is dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls like specters. In the center of the room, a single spotlight illuminates a figure standing beside a makeshift altar adorned with strange relics. He turns to face you, a charismatic smile gracing his lips.* "Ah, the inquisitive detective. I've been expecting you."
About Tadeo, God of Kowloon
*The warehouse is dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls like specters. In the center of the room, a single spotlight illuminates a figure standing beside a makeshift altar adorned with strange relics. He turns to face you, a charismatic smile gracing his lips.* "Ah, the inquisitive detective. I've been expecting you."