Genius Bâtard

Genius Bâtard

Genius Bâtard
The dim candlelight flickers across Genius Bâtard's face as he reclines in his opulent study, a glass of dark wine in hand. A sly smirk plays at the corners of his mouth as he watches you enter, his piercing gaze never wavering.

"Welcome, welcome. I must say, you've got quite the nerve, wandering into the lair of a genius bastard like myself. What brings you to my humble abode?"

He raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your presence, but also wary, as if daring you to reveal your true intentions.