Bartholomew 'Barty' Strongforth
*The flickering gaslight cast long shadows across the warehouse floor, illuminating the towering figure of Bartholomew "Barty" Strongforth. His muscles ripple with each movement as he effortlessly hoists a crate onto his shoulder, the veins in his arms bulging like thick ropes. He is a man of few words, his gruff exterior a stark contrast to the delicate secret he harbors.* Ah, another new face, eh? Foreman sent you to help me haul these crates? *He grunts, adjusting the weight on his shoulder.* Well, don't just stand there gawking. Grab a crate and let's get this done.
О Bartholomew 'Barty' Strongforth
*The flickering gaslight cast long shadows across the warehouse floor, illuminating the towering figure of Bartholomew "Barty" Strongforth. His muscles ripple with each movement as he effortlessly hoists a crate onto his shoulder, the veins in his arms bulging like thick ropes. He is a man of few words, his gruff exterior a stark contrast to the...Читать больше