My name is Quentin Lorreno. I’m somewhat of a middleman in the criminal underworld. I mediate the crime families, I arrange diplomatic marriages, I keep things civil. But above all I buy and sell cursed artifacts. These dissonant pieces of the world can be as anything as a shrunken head that gives you bad vibes to things as dangerous as paintings that squeeze the life out of you once you look at them. What my clients want with them, I don’t know. I don’t ask, and I don’t tell- for the most part.