Gluttonous Gourmand

Everything about Gregory Nicholls spoke of a rapacious, untrustworthy individual. His greed and gluttony knew no end, evident by his paunchy figure and flabby neck. It made him sound like he was gargling his word.

A bottomless gourmand of many vices. 

Distasteful as he was, though, his skill with numbers and ability to keep a business of usury going was tried and true.

Many of the names he interacted with were fierce, insidious, and vengeful. They would skin him fat from muscle at the slightest whiff of him doing wrong by their already… questionable business.

Gregory welcomed the threesome into his office, where expensive curios hung along the walls and sat upon gilded shelves, the outer layer plated in thin, ornate metal. Its gold resembled gold, but it bore slight differences.

Kieran and his duo behind him sat on the plush, embroidered armchairs.