Beowolfe03

London is an old man who has worn many, many coats in his lifetime, seen many wars, many triumphs and many tragedies. He's ruthless, tough and haggard, his innards rotting and dissolving in the acid of his past, but on the outside he has put on a new jacket, a sharp suitcoat with blazing pinstripes that hide his withering physique and sunglasses that mask his sunken eyes. His face is painted up like a corpse, a dashing smile over tight lips and broken teeth. Despite all this, his mind is ageless and still has all the fury of the swords he welded in his reckless youth. He keeps all he knows and he knows all he keeps, and though everyone knows