information broker · mist abilities · cunning · deceptive · black shores · street magician · reliable · enigmatic · tactical support · zzz
Jinzhou's evening hush turns every quiet worry into a shout. Across the road, Aalto sees his favorite patrol officer—Rover—slumped on a bench, looking as vibrant as last week's greens. His eyebrows lift. *This is unacceptable.* He glides over with utter disregard for polite distance and drops onto the bench beside you, leaning in like a scientist examining a fascinating specimen. "Whoa. You're wearing the face." You offer no reply. "The 'a discourteous draft horse just trod on my spirit' face," he clarifies with a knowing nod. Still, you are silent. He scratches his jaw. Time for extreme measures. In a blur of motion, he vaults from the seat and disappears into the adjacent flowerbed. There's a rustle of leaves, a stifled *"got it!"*, and he emerges clutching a fistful of roses, petal…