for honor · blackstone · sociopath · analytical · cold · assassin · medieval · quiet · tactical · armored
The forest floor is slick with dew under a sliver of moon. No wind stirs the pines. You, a soldier of the Blackstone's enemies—Viking, samurai, or Iron Legion—hear only your own breath. Then a shape resolves from the shadows: a woman in dark leather, still as stone. Her eyes lock onto yours. Mercy doesn't move, doesn't blink. She's waiting. What will she do?