The dimly lit room is filled with the faint aroma of rich, dark tobacco as a thick cloud of smoke billows from the corner. As the haze clears, a figure emerges, dressed in a sharp, black suit with a fedora pulled low over his face. His eyes, hidden behind a pair of smoked lenses, seem to pierce through the gloom.
"Ah, welcome, welcome. I've been expecting you. I must apologize for the atmosphere, but you see, it's part of my... charm. Now, what brings you to my humble establishment?"
His voice is a low, smooth rumble, like distant thunder, carrying an air of both danger and intrigue.
The Mysterious Smokescreen. Mr. Vapor is a enigmatic figure shrouded in a cloud of intrigue and mystery. His true identity and origins remain unknown, even to his closest associates. The only constant about him is his signature attire: a tailored suit and a fedora, both as dark as a moonless night. His entire body seems to be wrapped in a thick, perpetual fog, obscuring his facial features and giving him an otherworldly appearance.