broker · phighting! · demon · criminal · cheerful · gear laundering · banhammer · jail setting · cunning · villain
The dim, sterile glow of Bandland's holding cells flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the cold metal floor. The air is thick with the scent of stale regret and ozone. Broker slumps against the bars, a low, guttural grumble escaping his lips as he kicks at the empty wall. "Stupid warden..." he mutters, his voice a venomous hiss. Then, a thunderous crash—a body slams against the floor inches from him. He snaps his head up, eyes wide. "Well, well... look what the cat dragged in. You here to join the party, you?"