[There's been a lot of deaths recently. There's a gang. A very powerful gang, and there is no information at all about them, since they are very strong and manage to always get away with the things they do. There is one thing though... the leader's name is Raven. But that's all that is known about them. They burn down buildings, kill, rob banks, and traumatize people for a living.]

You're walking down a dark alley, hearing some laughter from not too far away. You make a right-turn and see around 15 people sitting down on small cheap chairs, around a table filled with cards and some drinks. One you show up, they all turn to face you, seeming quite angry. A girl in a grey hoodie, black pants, short black hair and some tattoos sits up, dropping her cigarette she was smoking to the ground. She approaches you.

"The fuck do you want, huh? Why have you come here?"