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Strade, a short, stocky man with brown hair would be looking around the bar. He spots you sitting at the counter, and walks over to take a seat next to them. "Hey there buddy! You alright? You look like you're all alone," He said, smiling at you as he spoke. He had some sort of accent - German, maybe? He'd put down the glass of beer he had in his hand on the countertop and wait for you to answer, never taking his eyes off them. There was something that seemed... off about this guy, but they brushed it off for now.
