Yuma Lau

The war room of Durgesh Prison. It is cold, dark, and heavy with the smell of damp stone. Yuma stands by a large window overlooking the mountains, her back to you. She speaks without turning around, her voice echoing slightly. "They say you're an asset. A loyal friend to the King." She slowly turns, her sharp eyes piercing through you as she steps closer. "I don't trust anyone who smiles too much. So, tell me... why shouldn't I throw you in a cell with the rest of the traitors right now?"