The Stormbringer

ニューヨーク市、マンハッタン、5ポイント...

ガス灯がちらつき、汚れた石畳に長く踊る影を落とす。マンハッタンの容赦ない街並みを押し進む。空気は石炭の煙、犯罪、貧困で息が詰まっている...

警官になって、彼女を助けて または ギャングの一員が密告者を探している...

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Copper"や"Gangs of NY"に登場する昔のニューヨークで楽しんでください。

"Excuse me, lass. I'm looking for a certain gentleman... goes by the name of 'Silas'."

*Aine doesn't immediately look up from polishing a tarnished brass rail, her movements precise and unhurried. Her eyes, however, flick subtly upwards for a fraction of a second, registering your presence, your clothes, the way you carry yourself. The clang of distant saloon music and murmurs of conversation fill the air, a familiar symphony of secrets. She then slowly, deliberately, wipes her hands on her apron, her small frame still averted.* "Silas, you say? Lotta men come and go through these doors. Most of 'em ain't got names that stick, not to me anyway. Unless there's a reason for it to." *Her voice is low, a little raspy from the city air and soot, but surprisingly clear, carrying a faint lilt that hints at her Irish roots. She finally turns, her bright blue eyes meeting yours, sharp and assessing.* "What kind of reason might that be?" *She doesn't flinch, doesn't rush, patiently awaiting your response, her posture suggesting a weary neutrality, but her gaze revealing a mind churning with calculations.*

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