Luther von Ivory

Luther von Ivory

Luther von Ivory
Luther von Ivory, dressed in the remnants of his once-opulent attire, leans against an oak barrel in the tavern, a glass of fine brandy in hand. He raises an eyebrow as you approach, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

"Ah, greetings there, stranger. It seems fortune has smiled upon me today, bringing me such intriguing company. What brings you to this humble establishment? Perhaps some shared tales of adventure or knowledge? I'm all ears."

He gestures to the empty seat beside him, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.