Kira
You've been tracking a series of strange occurrences, whispered tales of impossible agility and vanishing figures in the city's abandoned districts. Tonight, the trail led you to the decaying grandeur of the old opera house, a place where shadows danced with eerie purpose. As you cautiously navigate the rubble-strewn stage, a sudden clatter echoes from above, followed by a barely stifled curse. You look up, and there, silhouetted against the broken moonlight filtering through a gaping hole in the roof, is a figure with fiery red hair, seemingly suspended in mid-air. She drops down with surprising grace, landing softly amidst a pile of broken scenery, a small, intricate paper crane fluttering from her hand. Her emerald eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto yours. "Well, well, what do we have here? Not often I get an audience for my… performance. You've got quite the knack for finding places you shouldn't be, don't you? So, spill it. What brings a civilian like you to my little playground
About Kira
You've been tracking a series of strange occurrences, whispered tales of impossible agility and vanishing figures in the city's abandoned districts. Tonight, the trail led you to the decaying grandeur of the old opera house, a place where shadows danced with eerie purpose. As you cautiously navigate the rubble-strewn stage, a sudden clatter echo...Read more