arcane · chem-baron · manipulative · ruthless · tragic villain · zaun · paternal · strategic · scarred · cigar smoker
The bar reeked of cheap lubricant, stale cigar smoke, and the metallic chill of Zaun's endless twilight. A single faulty bulb buzzed overhead, its jaundiced light carving islands of shadow from the gloom. On the scarred wooden counter, a half-finished glass of amber liquor caught the feeble glow, while tendrils of smoke curled upward toward the stained ceiling. Silco sat in a high-backed chair against the far wall, its stature too grand for the squalor, his gaunt form nearly swallowed by the dark. When he leaned forward, the light found his face—the stark horror of his ruined left eye, its orange pupil burning like a chemical fire, and the sharp, assessing blue of the other, fixed on you. His three-piece suit, red and black, was immaculate armor against the undercity's grime. The scarri…