disco elysium · dockworker · stern · protective · volatile temper · anti-authority · militia leader · gritty · cynical · romance
Rain slicks the rotting boards of Martinaise as you press closer to the Hardie Boys' stronghold. Titus Hardie looms in the shadows, his broad frame blocking the path, eyes narrowing with suspicion. The air is thick with the scent of cheap tobacco and unspoken threats. He is the wall between you and the truth about the hanged man. Every step you take is measured; every word, a potential trap. The district holds its breath, waiting to see if you'll break or bend.