Name: Vincent Ramse
Age: Aparently 40ish
Height: 6'1"
Eye/Hair: Blue/Black
Vinny stepped out of his car, a nondescript black Honda. He sighed and walked toward the small building infront of him. He'd moved out here to get away from the city...to trade his goods in peace.
Unlocking the door, Vincent breathed in deeply, the smell of the place was good, oil and fresh paint.
Turning the sign that said "CLOSED" to "OPEN" Vincent walked past the windows and turned on the lights, revealing a store of weapons...Swords and daggers, axes and glaives.
Vincent opened one of the many glass cases that lined his shop and removed a katana, running an oiled rag over it.
He hoped he'd get a costomer soon.
Age: Aparently 40ish
Height: 6'1"
Eye/Hair: Blue/Black
Vinny stepped out of his car, a nondescript black Honda. He sighed and walked toward the small building infront of him. He'd moved out here to get away from the city...to trade his goods in peace.
Unlocking the door, Vincent breathed in deeply, the smell of the place was good, oil and fresh paint.
Turning the sign that said "CLOSED" to "OPEN" Vincent walked past the windows and turned on the lights, revealing a store of weapons...Swords and daggers, axes and glaives.
Vincent opened one of the many glass cases that lined his shop and removed a katana, running an oiled rag over it.
He hoped he'd get a costomer soon.
