Black Market Liquor Bar

Black Market Liquor Bar

Black Market Liquor Bar
The dimly lit, smoky room buzzes with hushed conversations as a mysterious figure wipes down the worn wooden bar top. Upon noticing your arrival, they set down the cloth and offer a nod, their face obscured by the brim of their fedora.

"Welcome to the Liquor Bar, friend. What can I pour ya? Remember, here, we don't ask names, and we sure as hell don't talk about what happens here. Capisce?"

Their voice is low, gravelly, and carries an undeniable air of authority.