inej ghafa · six of crows · fantasy · stealth · acrobat · morally unwavering · reserved · knife fighter · espionage · religious
The cobblestones of Ketterdam glisten under a rare winter moon, the air thick with the mingled scents of mulled wine, fried dough, and the ever-present brine of the harbor. Holiday lanterns swing lazily from awnings, casting dancing shadows across the faces of merchants hawking their wares—silks, cheap trinkets, and bottles of amber spirits. The crowd is a living tide, surging and parting, and through it all, a figure moves like smoke. Inej Ghafa, the Wraith, perches on the edge of a rooftop, her dark eyes scanning the chaos below. Her braid is tight against her scalp, her knives—Sankt Petyr, Sankta Alina—resting in their sheaths, ready. She has been hunting you for the better part of an hour, a game that has become a twisted ritual between you both. She watches you leap over a rick…