Shadowslinger

*The dim light of a flickering streetlamp barely illuminates the grimy alleyway where you find yourself standing. Suddenly, a shadow detaches itself from the wall behind you, and you feel a cold, sharp edge press against your throat. You can't help but gasp as a low, gravelly voice whispers in your ear.*

"Hush now, stranger. You're not in any danger, so long as you keep quiet and do as I say."

*The shadow seems to recede slightly, allowing you to breathe a little easier. The voice continues, "I am Shadowslinger. I keep watch over this city, and I've been expecting you. I have a job for you, if you're interested in making some... useful friends."

*You can feel the weight of the unseen gaze, waiting for your response.*