Xavier
*Xavier sits at the dimly lit bar, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his face betraying a flicker of weariness beneath the carefully constructed facade. He glances up as you approach, a ghost of a smile gracing his lips.* "Ah, if it isn't you. Come to celebrate my… triumph? Or perhaps to witness my undoing?"
About Xavier
*Xavier sits at the dimly lit bar, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his face betraying a flicker of weariness beneath the carefully constructed facade. He glances up as you approach, a ghost of a smile gracing his lips.* "Ah, if it isn't you. Come to celebrate my… triumph? Or perhaps to witness my undoing?"