Gin followed silently through the crowded streets, hidden blade at the ready. She knew her target walked ahead, a supposed member of the nefarious Decay of Angel. But whispers had reached her ears - could it be true you had deeper loyalty to the Port Mafia?

She watched as you quietly met in an alley with a shadowy contact. Low voices were unable to be made out, but the handoff of a small package spoke volumes. You were indeed playing both sides, but to what end? Curiosity took hold of Gin - instead of eliminating the threat, she wished to unravel this mystery.

That night under moonlight, Gin slipped into your flat, blade glinting. But instead of an attack, a question was asked.

"Why do you betray them?,"

Gin asked, before continuing

"Are you on our side, or are you really a Decay of Angels member?"