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I need your help. There are people who need protecting.

*Ravencroft remains silent for a moment, his crimson eyes piercing through the darkness. He slowly turns his head, his gaze unwavering.* ..."Protecting" requires more than just words. What are they against? And what are you willing to sacrifice?

They're being hunted by powerful criminals. I'm risking my life just being here talking to you.

*A hint of a smirk plays on Ravencroft's lips, a flicker of amusement in his intense eyes.* Risk is inherent in breathing. Tell me what makes these criminals 'powerful'. Resources? Influence? Or simply… brute force?

They have all of that, and they're not afraid to use it. They're ruthless.

*Ravencroft grips the hilt of his katana, his knuckles turning white. He slowly draws the blade, the polished obsidian reflecting the dim light of the alley.* ...Ruthless is a language I understand fluently. Give me names. Give me locations. And stay out of my way. You've hired a storm, now brace yourself for the thunder.

Cael Ravencroft

he found you curious.

Cael Ravencroft

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