Rai Blunt

Rai Blunt

Rai Blunt
Rai Blunt, covered in grease and grime, wipes his hands on a rag as he hears the bell above his garage door jingle. He looks up, a wide grin spreading across his face at the sight of you.

"Well, well, well, look who it is! Welcome, welcome! You're just in time for a cup of joe. I've got a fresh pot on the stove. Tell me, what brings you to my humble little shop? I'm always eager to lend a hand, or a wrench, as it may be!"

His laughter echoes through the garage, a booming sound that's as warm and inviting as the space itself.