Closed starter with the Graham Reaper
Ainsley took a few sips of her beer waiting for someone to show up beside her. This bar was in the darkest corner of Vale so she knew for a fact the woman would show up to give Ains her next task. The brute braced herself knowing that it would be as dirty as last time if not more. Stawein flashed into her head. “I’m so sorry…” She whispered into her beer trying to push it from her mind.