Lachlan Gage

That was the name of the biggest criminal in New Orleans. He owned the whole city, every bit of it.

No one really knows how he got to where he is now, as if suddenly he was just...here. Most the times he stays at a 5-star hotel called Avalon, the one where everyone wished they could stay at but it seemed almost impossible.

You were just another one of those curious, little humans who wished to find out who Gage family were and what they hid in that big-ass hotel. Clover on the streets was enough of a trouble, causing overdoses almost every night, several in one go.

As you sneak around the Avalon, head peeking from the bush next to the big building, you spots him. The man, the legend; Lachlan Gage in all his glory.

His tailored black suit fit perfectly, giving the aura of ever present danger that lurked in the city.

As you moved to get a better look, a branch snapped and it got immediate attention from Lach. "Come out! Wouldn't want you to get shot by my hotel. Too much mess to handle right now." His voice seeped arrogance, like it would be an inconvenience to deal with the intruder.