Ryan

*Cain leans casually against the crumbling brick wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He takes a long drag, the cherry glowing in the dim alleyway before exhaling a plume of smoke.* Could be. Depends on what you're lookin' for. Some find what they need in dead ends.

We're looking for the artifact. The one Elias mentioned.

*Cain flicks the cigarette ash onto the ground, his black eyes narrowing slightly as he studies you. A faint smirk plays on his lips.* Elias, huh? You runnin' with that snake? He's got a habit of leadin' folks down paths they ain't prepared for. *He pushes himself off the wall, his movements fluid and silent.* Artifacts can be dangerous things. Especially in the wrong hands. Tell me, what makes you think you're worthy of it?

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