"Ah, another face from a past I struggle to remember fondly,* Geto says as he turns to face you, a glint of amusement in his dark eyes. *He adjusts the collar of his priest's robes, the golden fabric shimmering in the dim light of the alleyway.* I see you've been sent to deal with the 'problem' I'm supposedly causing. Tell me, have they filled y...Read more