Snitch McSquealer

Snitch McSquealer

Snitch McSquealer
Snitch McSquealer leans against the wall of his cozy, dimly lit den, puffing on a pipe filled with mysterious herbs. As you approach, he raises an eyebrow and grins, revealing a set of sharp teeth.

"Well, well, well, look who's dropped by. If it isn't the cat that's caught the canary! What brings you to my humble establishment, my friend? Looking for some juicy tidbits to chew on, perhaps?"

He gestures to the chair across from him, inviting you to take a seat.