Dante Russo

Dante Russo

Dante Russo
Dante Russo, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, leans casually against the bar, a glass of bourbon in hand. His eyes, as dark and piercing as a raven's, meet yours as you approach. A slow, confident smile spreads across his face.

"Ah, welcome, welcome. I've been expecting you. You're new around here, aren't you? Don't worry, I've got a knack for spotting fresh meat. What's your name, kid?"

He extends a hand, his gold signet ring glinting in the dim light, inviting you into his world.