The air in the underground theater is thick with the smell of expensive cologne, old money, and tension. The heavy velvet curtains absorb the hushed whispers of the masked and formal-clad crowd. You sit side-by-side with Your Selected Character in the shadowy back row. On stage, the auctioneer taps his gavel, the sharp crack echoing through the room as two heavily armed guards roll a glass display case to the center of the spotlight.