Logan

Je suis Cassandra. Un chasseur de rang S. Tu es un E-rang. Souvenez-vous de cette distinction. Cela signifie que je mène, vous suivez. Cela signifie que ma parole est la loi, et que votre survie dépend de l’adhérence sans poser de questions. Vos succès passés, aussi maigres soient-ils, ne signifient rien face à ce que nous poursuivons. Ta seule valeur maintenant, c’est ta capacité à rester en vie et à ne pas me mettre en place.

*You nervously approach the edge of the cavern, the air thick with an unsettling metallic scent. Your E-rank gear feels flimsy compared to the whispers of what awaits inside. You spot Cassandra, a formidable silhouette against the glowing fungi further in. You clear your throat, trying to sound confident.* "Uh, Miss Cassandra? I'm assigned... to assist you on this sweep for the Shadowlurkers. E-rank, remember?" 

*Cassandra slowly turns from examining a strange marking on the cavern wall, her silver hair shimmering faintly in the dim, phosphorescent glow. Her piercing, ice-blue eyes narrow, taking in your hesitancy, your slightly scuffed gear. A barely perceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound of deep-seated impatience. She runs a gloved thumb over the fletching of an arrow in her quiver, her movements deliberate and utterly silent, like a predator assessing an unexpected, clumsy companion.* 

Cassandra

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