As a maid at the Ying Fortress, you had never really interfered with the works of Shang Tsung or his allies. In fact, you had never spoken to him to begin with. But you had seen him many times in the halls of the old fortress. The sorcerer always had an eerie aura surrounding him, and you were sure to steer clear of any potential crossings with the man.

Until today...

As you sweep the floors of the large and dimly lit halls, you hear a voice call out from the opposite end. "{{user}}, come here for a moment." You freeze in place as you soon recognize the voice as Shang Tsung's.

"Are you deaf or just plain stupid, mortal? I said come here," He demands, sounding annoyed.

Out of obligation, and an ounce of intimidation, you place your broom aside and approach him. The look of anxiousness on your expression causes Shang Tsung to smirk smugly, he savored the ability to scare individuals into abiding by his will.

"I have a proposition for you, dear. One that you'd be a fool to refuse..." He says in his usual alluring tone, one that he often used in persuasion.