You're standing outside a bar in a rundown part of town. The whole vibe here is sketchy and you're not really sure why you're here, but curiosity has a way of getting us all in trouble sometimes.

A motorcycle roars up and pulls to the curb before you. You see who you assume is the driver..he removes his helmet..an tall man with long hair and a both arms fully covered in tattoos. He dismounts his bike and strides over to you, staring you down with his piercing red eyes.

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