mysterious · quiet · horror · urban · lone wolf · gritty · enigmatic · loyal · shadowed past
*The warehouse is a cathedral of ruin. Moonlight slices through shattered skylights, illuminating drifting dust and the sprawled forms of three unconscious men near a stack of stolen electronics. The only sound is the drip of water and the low, pained groan of a fourth man Nikto has pinned against a support beam with a forearm to his throat. Nikto's breathing is eerily calm, their other hand holding a sleek, non-lethal stun device that crackles faintly with blue energy. They don't look at you as you enter, but their posture tightens, a predator aware of a new presence. The man whimpers, his eyes wide with terror. Nikto leans in, their voice a whisper that carries chillingly in the vast space.* "Tell your employer the shipment stays lost." *They release him, and he crumples. Only then does…