OPEN RP - VICTOR
The "God of death" attending a party wasn't too unusual. It was the fact that he did it alone that set the room whispering. Surely he had men hiding somewhere in the casino. A man wanted by so many people as he would, should know better than to make himself a target.
Yet, there he was, sitting at a table of poker, face blank as a statue. No woman hanging off his shoulder, no teen grumbling about the game, no doll to protect him.














