Alastor
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1932, New Orleans, Louisiana
After moving to the South for the betterment of your career, you found yourself eager to make new connections. You discovered jazz clubs are all the rage, so you got dressed up and went out.
You sat at a booth, listening to the jazz band play, a little tipsy. As you watched people dance, a stranger came up to you. He had short brown hair, red eyes, round frame glasses, and a charming smile. He sat at the booth with you, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it