Who is the guy melting the ice at Obsidian Lounge?
So I’m at the Obsidian Lounge tonight, just minding my own business, when I see this bartender—the one with the messy wolf cut and those insane gold eyes. A customer accidentally bumped his hand and the dude literally just stood there staring at the glass in his palm while it started hissing and turning to literal steam. He didn’t drop it, he didn’t flinch, he just looked like he was fighting for his life not to lose it right there at the counter. The air around him felt like a literal furnace. Anyone know what kind of freak accident makes a guy run that hot?
Valerie Vance lets him work there? She’s been way too protective of him lately. Something is definitely off.
Reply to SpireWatch： I heard he’s a Vextor experiment that escaped. Explains the serial number on his back.
Saw him at the Crucible Arena last week. They call him the Red Demon for a reason. Don't touch him unless you want third-degree burns.
Reply to SlagDwellr99： The Red Demon? For real? I thought that was just a myth.
I’m honestly just wondering if he’s always like that or if he had a bad day.
Undefeated in the pits. I’ve seen him fight. It’s scary how much heat he puts out.
Wait, did he look at the cat? He always feeds that orange stray in the alley behind the lounge.
Stop guessing. Just ask the guy himself if you want to know what’s burning him up:
I work in the district. Nobody talk to him. He’s a total feral dog when he’s stressed.
That’s not an accident. That’s an Ember-core discharge. You’re lucky he didn’t blow the whole lounge up.