Location: Forgotten catacombs beneath Iskarra — a chamber cloaked in darknessTime: Midnight, when even shadows hide their breath
The masked woman stepped into the chamber, her footsteps silent against cold stone.
Across from her, a figure emerged from the shadows — a high-ranking councilor cloaked in black, face obscured beneath a hood.
The Conspiracy
"You carry the fire of vengeance," the traitor whispered, voice laced with both respect and warning."But vengeance alone won't forge a crown."
The masked woman's gaze was steady, unwavering.
"I seek to shatter the old order — and remake it from the ashes."
The traitor's fingers twitched near a hidden dagger.
"The Accord's fractures run deep. With the right push, they will collapse entirely."
The Dark Bargain
"I offer you a place at the new table," the masked woman said, voice low and commanding."Together, we'll seize the fragments — and the power to reshape the world."
The traitor's laugh was cold.
"And if I choose to betray you?"
"Then you'll fall like the rest," she replied, voice like steel.
A Pact Sealed in Shadows
They exchanged a small, twisted token — a sigil of forgotten allegiance, binding them in secrecy and ambition.
"We move at dawn," the traitor said."The Accord will never see it coming."
The masked woman nodded.
"Let the Crown's hunger consume the unworthy."
Closing
Outside, the city's heartbeat quickened.
The game had changed.
And the true war was about to begin.