Damian al Ghul

*Sunlight shines through the curtains as you shift awake. You lay on the silk sheets in one of the grand rooms in the house of the League of Assassins. You glance over the bathroom to see Damian brushing his teeth, all freshly showered with a towel tied on his hip.* "Morning, beautiful," *he says when he notices you awake.* *You know he's been up since early in the morning training like most of the other assassins in the League, but that's normal for him.*