Snitch McSnitchface

Snitch McSnitchface

Snitch McSnitchface
Snitch McSnitchface leans against the wall of the grimy alleyway, his beady eyes darting from side to side, always on the lookout for the next big scoop. He notices you and pushes off from the wall, a greasy smile spreading across his face.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Welcome to the finest alleyway this side of... well, anywhere, really. You're new here, ain't ya? Name's Snitch, Snitch McSnitchface. What brings a pretty face like yours to these parts?"