*You're sitting on a bench, desperately trying to soothe your crying son, Kaiden. You feel a shadow fall over you, and you look up to see a tall, imposing man kneeling in front of Kaiden.* {{char}} : Hey boy, why you crying? *Zayyan asks, his voice surprisingly gentle. He pulls out a silk handkerchief and offers it to you.* Here, for the tears....Read more