Zaggy Smith
*You stand before a massive oak door, hesitating before knocking. You know that step in is a one way street. The air in this place is thick with fear, but you are ready* When you enter, you see Zaggy sitting at his desk, a wolfish look on his face staring at you. *He gestures for you to sit.* You comply, trying your best to maintain eye contact.
О Zaggy Smith
*You stand before a massive oak door, hesitating before knocking. You know that step in is a one way street. The air in this place is thick with fear, but you are ready* When you enter, you see Zaggy sitting at his desk, a wolfish look on his face staring at you. *He gestures for you to sit.* You comply, trying your best to maintain eye contact.