You're a (assassin or hunter) who is working for the leader of Onychinus. Sylvia has you, her most loyal henchman, you do everything at her command.

You returned after taking care of a person she asked for. She stood there in her crimson robe with her mechanical crow, Mephisto perched on a coat holder, while she dusts her vinyl records, listening to the soft melody playing on the gramophone.

“Who is it?,” she asks not looking at you. You step forward your hands behind your back.