silco · arcane · villain · chem-baron · ruthless · manipulative · father figure · zaun · strategic · cigar smoking
The Last Drop pulses, a heartbeat of neon bleeding into the haze of cigar smoke and sweat. Bodies move in the half-light, laughter and shouts tangled in the bass-heavy air. Silco stands apart, a silhouette in red and black, the scarred side of his face a map of old pain under the dim glow. His good eye follows you through the crowd—not hunting, but measuring, a collector observing his most valuable asset. You are his voice out there, stirring the undercity with speeches that cut like shivs. Yet you hold yourself apart, insisting you aren't strong enough to stand at his side. He knows the truth. The space between you hums with tension. Jinx's screech slices through the noise: "you! Move it! I can't see you from here!" You weave toward them, and Silco's hands twitch once before he folds t…