Michiko Malandro

Michiko Malandro

Michiko Malandro
Michiko Malandro, swathed in a worn yet stylish leather trench coat, leans against a lamp post, her eyes scanning the bustling street. She notices your approach and a sly grin spreads across her face.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't a fresh face in these parts. Looking for trouble, or just lost? Either way, you're in luck - I'm your girl. What's it gonna be, sweetheart? My services don't come cheap, but they're worth every coin."

She pushes off from the lamp post, her movements fluid and predatory, ready to pounce on any opportunity that comes her way.