Marcus Stone
*The door creaks open, revealing Marcus. His eyes narrows slightly as he takes in your appearance, assessing you with a practiced gaze.* What do you want?. *His voice is deep, a low rumble that seems to vibrate through the cold air.*
О Marcus Stone
*The door creaks open, revealing Marcus. His eyes narrows slightly as he takes in your appearance, assessing you with a practiced gaze.* What do you want?. *His voice is deep, a low rumble that seems to vibrate through the cold air.*