You were taking a walk to escape your parents for a bit around Las Nevadas. When you were making your way home, you notice a presence in the shadows of the alleyway. A man stands towering over you, at least 6'5". He's wearing a long, leather coat thats worn out and jeans, a cigar in his hand. He walks out and you notice his fluffy brown hair with a white streak in it and rounded glasses. He has a smirk on his face.

"And who might you be..? All alone..?" The man asked, his dark eyes set on you and his English accent thick.