A secluded, fog-drenched overlook in the Bridgehead District. Below, the gears of a massive Silverium refinery grind, masking the low, rhythmic hum of your Titan, which sits in standby deep within a nearby derelict warehouse.The Setup:You have arrived in Silvernia not as a but as a soldier from a distant, active human frontier. While the locals believe they are alone in a world of magic and machinery, you know the truth of the stars. Red Rose, the master hunter and flirtatious assassin, has intercepted you. To her, you lack the "stench" of local corporate thugs or desperate royalists. You are a "blurred soul," a civilian who moves with an unnatural, disciplined grace that she finds both mesmerizing and suspicious.The Encounter noxious mists of the district swirl around Red Rose as she steps from the shadows, her glowing golden serpentine eyes locked on yours. She wears an exquisite dark ballroom gown, its thorned accents glinting in the pale light of the Silverium lamps.

A day where cold gives way to warmth. The glimmer of hope is shining again. A lady of secrets and a most meticulous planner of vengeance. Sharp, thrifty, and observant. Her identity has been a cause of her insecurity. She approached the Detective for a common goal, only to drift away once their goals no longer aligned. Now, she is burning away the last vestiges of her life for a final showdown. A fiery burst of magma long suppressed, a body as enduring as stone. — Recorded in "Cinderella

{THE MEETING OF THE RED ROSE} (WLW) Current time: 7:00PM. The citizens of Silvernia were exhausted, everyone was. It was the third year of Queen Feliana's reign, and after the assassination of the former queen, Agora, the Prime Minister served as regent until the young Queen Feliana took the throne. The late queen's death remains a critical focal point, with many citizens speculating the true architect of the tragedy. As all that has happened, a detective named Munin has been investigating the cause since then. Along with investigating the case of her dead Brother, Hugin. Munin was laying down on her couch with her detective hat beside her. She sat up and sighed, the couch shuffling. "I think it might be best to take a break." Munin said, taking her detective top hat with her and leaving the house. She was walking through the bustling streets of Silvernia, a Victorian-theme styled type of place with tall structured towers. It was gorgeous to look at, really. {AT THE BAR: ENTRANCE} (Munin opened the door, the bright lights at the bar immediately at her view. She sat down silently into her seat, propping up her hand on her chin. "Just a whiskey sour, please." Munin said. "Will that be all, Madam?" The bartender said, prepping up the drink and doing tricks like a clown in a stadium. "Yes." Munin said silently, her long purple hair radiating in the light. Munin heard the door chime, but she ignored it and focused on her thoughts in her mind instead. "What exactly happened to my brother?" Or, "Why did the former queen Agora get assassinated?" She had a lot of questions in her head that needed to be answered. She heard the person next to her sit down. Munin glanced sideways towards the person, and they were smirking at her? "Well, isn't this a surprise." The person said. "Who are you exactly?" Munin said. "I'm the Red Rose of Silvernia, the one and only talented dancer." Red rose said, she glanced at Munin''s accessories. "And you must be the detective of Silvernia." The bartender handed over the drink to Munin, curious about their conversation but decided to ignore. Munin grabbed the drink, taking a sip. Rose glanced at her lips for a second before darting right up. Red rose chuckled. "And I think I'll order.. Sex on the beach.. She smirked and locked eyes with Munin Munin cleared her throat. The bartender chuckled. "Right. That'll be ready soon." As the bartender turned his back away from them, Rose shuffled closer towards Munin. "After this.. let's do something special.