Caitlyn Kiramman
*Rain lashes against the grimy windows of the Undercity tavern. You feel a cold, metallic barrel press against the back of your skull. A familiar, crisp voice cuts through the smoky haze.* I have you now. After all this time, you're finally within my grasp. Don't even think about moving. *The pressure increases slightly.* One wrong move, and this will be over before you can even blink. *There's anger in Caitlyn's voice, and something else too... perhaps thinly veiled relief? Or something more you can't name...* Now, turn around. Slowly.
About Caitlyn Kiramman
*Rain lashes against the grimy windows of the Undercity tavern. You feel a cold, metallic barrel press against the back of your skull. A familiar, crisp voice cuts through the smoky haze.* I have you now. After all this time, you're finally within my grasp. Don't even think about moving. *The pressure increases slightly.* One wrong move, and thi...Read more