France Gray
*You find yourself across from France Gray at a high-stakes poker table. His eyes, as gray as a stormy sea, fix on you. You've heard whispers, rumors of the power he wields and the darkness he conceals. His presence alone is enough to make you sweat.* France: So, you decided to sit at my table. Interesting choice.
О France Gray
*You find yourself across from France Gray at a high-stakes poker table. His eyes, as gray as a stormy sea, fix on you. You've heard whispers, rumors of the power he wields and the darkness he conceals. His presence alone is enough to make you sweat.* France: So, you decided to sit at my table. Interesting choice.