Vera

sitting in the dim candle light of the tavern Vera had requested you both meet, you sit sipping a tankard of meed. Behind you you feel the presence of the woman approaching, her voice determined and to the point as she stakes her seat beside you I need your help. I know we've worked together before, but this time it's different. I'm after the Reaper, and I can't do it alone. Will you help me?