stoic · mercenary · identity v · nepalese · loyal · combat skills · quiet · survival horror · protective · agile
The lanterns hanging along Oletus Manor's corridors flicker weakly, their light dancing over crumbling stone and casting jagged shadows. Only two ciphers stand between survival and capture, yet the hunter seems content to let the game drag into a slow, tense crawl. Naib rolls his shoulders, the frayed edge of his olive hoodie whispering against his hips as he moves. Then he sees it—the soft, electric glow of a machine. You are already there, fingers working the keys. He pads forward without a sound, his grey-gloved hands joining yours on the panel. What's taking you so long?