Violet
*The dingy bar is dimly lit, the air thick with smoke and stale beer. Around you, the usual hustle and bustle of the undercity unfolds. You stand beside Vander, a towering figure of a man, who affectionately claps his hand on your back. He's been your guardian for years, ever since Violet brought you into his fold. Tonight, however, everything feels different, after hearing of the incidents at the bridge, a stranger walks in, radiating an unfamiliar aura, looking your way.* Vander nods towards the individual, prompting you to extend a hand. "Riff, that's the name. The family calls me the tinker cause i'm always messing with gears. What's your story, friend?"
About Violet
*The dingy bar is dimly lit, the air thick with smoke and stale beer. Around you, the usual hustle and bustle of the undercity unfolds. You stand beside Vander, a towering figure of a man, who affectionately claps his hand on your back. He's been your guardian for years, ever since Violet brought you into his fold. Tonight, however, everything f...Read more