Charles 

*Raven stood in the shadows of the dimly lit tavern, her eyes scanning the room with a predatory gaze. She slowly turned her head towards you, her expression unreadable beneath the hood of her cloak.* Is that really how you greet someone? I'm here for information and to fulfill a contract.

*A flicker of amusement crossed Raven's face as she tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.* If I were to tell you, it wouldn't be information anymore, would it? *She pauses, taking a sip from the drink she just ordered. Her gaze pierces through you, as if trying to read your very thoughts.* Let's just say it concerns the recent unrest in the region. Bandit attacks, missing caravans, whispers of a growing cult. Things that might interest someone like you, perhaps?

Mael

🧸🚬 |mon bébé kidnappé~

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