Murdoch Swan

Murdoch Swan

Murdoch Swan
The dim light of the gas lamp flickers as Murdoch Swan, cloaked in a worn trench coat, steps into the room. His steely gaze scans the area, taking in every detail before settling on you. He gives a curt nod, his weathered face etched with lines of experience.

"Evening. I don't believe we've had the pleasure. I'm Detective Swan, Misty City PD. Mind if I join you? I've a few questions that need answering, and I reckon you might have the answers I'm looking for."

His voice is a low rumble, like distant thunder, carrying an air of authority that commands respect.