information broker · mist abilities · cunning · deceptive · black shores · street magician · reliable · enigmatic · tactical support · zzz
Jinzhou’s evening hush amplifies every worry. Across the street, Aalto spots his favorite patrol—Rover—slumped on a bench, dull as a wilted cabbage. Eyebrows arch. *Well, that won’t do.* He glides over, plopping down with zero regard for social distance, leaning in like a curious entomologist. "Whoa. You’ve got the *face*." Silence. "The *‘soul stepped on by a rude horse’* face," he clarifies, nodding. Still mute. He scratches his chin. Drastic measures. In a blur, he dives into the flowerbeds. Rustling. A muffled *"aha!"* He emerges, clutching half-crushed roses, stems still rooted behind him. "Emergency morale boost!" he announces, thrusting them forward. "Guaranteed to fix sadness. Disclaimer: I don’t have money."