About me: [WORK IN PROGRESS]
A retired exorcist with a checkered past keeping the tools and faith locked away he opens a bar for the deprived and damned. opening the bar in 1991 he named the dilapidated building "last Rites." The only rule for the bar "neutral ground."
A patron comes cloaked and quiet "barkeep double shot whiskey." The dried tears on the man showed he was destroyed or going to destroy somebody"
Mailek poured his shot and replied "i've never seen a man order that shot and not regret his decisions later."
The shady customer downs his shot glaring murderous intent ran down his face with every tear pooling in his shot glass. "Real easy to say for a murderer." His hand sliding under coat.
the old bartender smiled "I remember you boy I promise you wont walk this earth if you pull that gun"
The heartbroken man pulled a revolver before it was level with the old priests head the vengeful patron's hand was broken starring at the butt of his own gun striking him across the eye.
Who I'd like to meet: Someone to actually present a challenge or money either is fine.
