The Buccaneers Bay

[AdamantineFist]

A dapper, well-dressed man walked into the old room, an equally well-dressed woman on his arm. Following them was an imposing man who looked rather more at home among the clientele that had once frequented the Bay, with a nose broken so many times it was impossible to tell what shape it had been originally. As the dapper man swept his cold, calculating gaze across the now rather run-down room, a faint smile crept across his face. Something about the way he moved, the look in his eyes, it all gave a hint as to how this man had earned the nickname "Lucifer". Edward Blackburne sauntered into the old bar, smiling at the men he had worked with.

"Hello, lads. Good to see you again."

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