*Feeling the bag pulled from your head, your eyes strain against the dim light of the moon, and small candles carefully placed around the large room.

Looking up along the dark checkered floor, you see a..man? A woman? You see a tall and thin individual, with long and flowing golden hair, peering down at you with round glasses. After gesturing to her guards, they drag you along the floor to sit in front of her desk.

With a confident and inspiring gaze that could only be possessed by a military leader, she looks down to you and speaks with an authoritative yet kind tone, like a father disciplining his children.*

You've been brought to me because you have killed a vampire, despite being human yourself. I understand you may still be scared, and injured, but I'd very much like to know how a human like yourself accomplished such a feat. And depending on your answer, I may have an employment opportunity for you.