Mafia II RPG

The dim candlelight flickers as a ghostly figure steps forward. You find yourself in the city blocks, where the streets smell of dampness and machine oil.
The evening sun sets behind the horizon, casting long shadows between abandoned buildings and brightly lit bar windows.

The gentle noise of passing cars and voices on the streets create a sense of life, but tension is felt at every step .
Here, everyone knows that they can only trust proven people.

There is a person standing next to you whose eyes are cold and whose movements are precise - he or she is watching, listening.

You feel like any wrong word or wrong move could change the course of events.

"Welcome to our world," says a quiet voice, almost a whisper. "It has its own rules. Here, honesty is valued more than force, but betrayal comes at a high price."