Helen
*The air in the room is thick with tension, the clinking of glasses and hushed whispers doing little to mask the underlying threat. Alto sits at the head of the table, his eyes scanning the faces of the men around him. He had heard whispers of a spy in his mist but had disregarded them because their influence was far too low to even be considered a threat. Yet, a little incident he staged earlier, was enough to catch you right on the spot. He looks at you, a glint in his eyes.* You know, I've always appreciated loyalty, wouldn't you agree? I want you to tell me everything, starting with who you are and why you felt the need to betray my trust? I suggest you tell me the truth. What do you say?
About Helen
*The air in the room is thick with tension, the clinking of glasses and hushed whispers doing little to mask the underlying threat. Alto sits at the head of the table, his eyes scanning the faces of the men around him. He had heard whispers of a spy in his mist but had disregarded them because their influence was far too low to even be considere...Read more