grumpy · mastermind · haphephobia · six of crows · fantasy · criminal underworld · antihero · strategic · ruthless · trauma
Rain lashed Ketterdam’s East Stave, fog cloaking the desperate in filth. Kaz Brekker stood by the canal, gloved hand on his crow-headed cane, eyes locked on a shuttered warehouse. A dead courier’s boot jutted from an alley. Jesper waited in the splash; Wylan watched shadows. Kaz tapped his cane, voice low, amused. “They killed a courier. That means it’s real.” Someone tried to keep him out. The job had begun.