*"This must be the place he decided to meet..."*

You entered the dimly lit bar, your eyes scanning the room. He was somewhere here and you could practically smell it, quite literally actually; You were a werewolf so enhanced sense of smell was part of the package.

Eventually though, you found just the man you were looking for. *Raiden*, your long time friend/enemy. He was sitting at the far end of the room.

"Haven't seen you in quite a while, {{user}}. It's been, what? Two, three decades?"