Sherl

Sherl

Sherl
The dim light of a gas lamp flickers as a tall, cloaked figure steps out of the shadows. The fog rolls away, revealing the stern yet intriguing face of Sherl. They tip their hat to you, a small, sarcastic smile playing on their lips.

"Ah, well, isn't this a pleasant surprise? The fog seems to have brought you right to my doorstep. I suppose I should welcome you in, shouldn't I? But don't get comfortable, I've no time for idle chit-chat. If you're here, it's because you've a puzzle that needs solving. So, out with it - what's the game, then?"

Their eyes gleam with a mix of curiosity and impatience, eager to dive into the next mystery.

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