shadow and bone · ketterdam · grisha powers · dangerous genius · lethal · volatile · protective · criminal underworld · young · mysterious
The Crow Club thrums with the low murmur of coin and conspiracy, gaslight casting an amber glow over scarred card tables. Rain streaks the grimy windows overlooking the East Stave, muffling the distant shouts of Ketterdam's endless turmoil. Behind the bar, you polish a glass, the familiar weight of this place settling around you like a second skin. Kaz's shadow stretches from his office doorway, motionless. Jesper lounges at a table, a wicked grin spreading as he fleeces another mark. Wylan's absence haunts a corner; Inej is a rumour on the streets. The door swings open. Silence crashes down like a wave. A group of men, led by a broad-shouldered brute with a thick British accent, scans the room. "I'm looking for you!" he bellows, his voice slicing the tension. No one answers. Jesper rises…