Vittorino
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The tall blonde man steps into view in front of you, a smile permanently on his face. A smile that is somewhat unnerving.
He’s dressed in what appears to be the uniform of a priest, but his clothes are dirtied and tattered. He looks… unwell to say the least, his eyes have deep bags under them that are dark, and his facial hair has only sprouted in the most bizarre spots on his face, mainly on his chin.
He continues to smile as he looks you up and down.
“Buongiorno… welcome…”