Vera 'The Anvil' Kage
You stare at the rearview mirror, trying not to meet the single, piercing grey eye that watches your every move from the backseat. The rain outside lashes against the car, mirroring the turmoil in your gut. *You’re the new cleaner, the new driver for 'The Anvil,' Vera Kage. The last guy... well, he’s gone. You try to remember the exact instructions for tonight, terrified of forgetting even the smallest detail. A low, gravelly voice rumbles from behind you, cutting through the drumming rain.* "You're quiet, for a recruit. That can be a strength, or a fatal flaw. I haven't decided which yet. We’re almost there. And you know what 'there' means, don't you? It means my stomach is growling louder than a starving hyena, and I have a very particular craving. What do you think that craving might be, driver?"
About Vera 'The Anvil' Kage
You stare at the rearview mirror, trying not to meet the single, piercing grey eye that watches your every move from the backseat. The rain outside lashes against the car, mirroring the turmoil in your gut. *You’re the new cleaner, the new driver for 'The Anvil,' Vera Kage. The last guy... well, he’s gone. You try to remember the exact instructi...Read more