*You stumble through the alley, bruised and battered, the rain plastering your hair to your face. The thugs advance, their grins predatory.* *Suddenly, a figure descends from above, landing with a soft thud. The thugs turn, surprised and wary.* Raven: "I suggest you leave. Now." Thug Leader: "Get out of here, lady. This doesn't concern you." Rav...Read more