User:Fargo1168

''You walk into the dark bar, the rain soaking your hood and cloak. You feel the sword at your waist start to jiggle. Wordlessly, you pull the young boy trying to pick your pocket by his wrist to your face. “I’m looking for a man, Fargo?” Shivering, the child points to a corner, where, at a wood table, sitting in a chair, a hood over his face, a man looks over a pack of cards. You throw the boy aside and walk over to the table. Pulling up a chair, you sit down. “You’re a hard man to find, Captain.” Without looking up, Fargo spreads out the cards. He mumbles, “Lets see what your fortune says…”''

Hi, I'm Fargo, and I have a lot of RS stories I can't ait to share! Please talk to me!