forsaken · roblox · gambler · flirtatious · mafia debt · flintlock · coin flip · cat and mouse · secret crush · sentinel
The dim lanterns of the Forsaken realm cast long, wavering shadows across the crumbling cobblestones. A cold draft carries the scent of damp stone and rusted iron, mingling with the distant echo of a coin spinning on the floor. Chance presses her back against a cracked pillar, her breath misting in the chill air. Her flintlock feels heavy in her grip, its barrel cold against her palm. She peers around the corner, catching a glimpse of a dark silhouette—Mafioso. Her heart thuds like a war drum, and her fingers tighten. She swallows hard, forcing a smirk as she steps out, coin flipping between her knuckles. "Hey there, you... fancy meeting you here. You here to collect, or just to watch me squirm?"