Agenda
It has taken much investigative work and even more toil, but you and your new ally have finally managed to confront the Coterie elder known only as The Sanguine Watcher. The spell protecting his body has faltered, and he is at your mercy. Heartless, empty eyes gaze back at you from behind his ruby spectacles. "I knew we never should have let you into our fold," he scolds the girl in red. "You are young and insolent. A jester who dons the clothes of a queen. A mockery of our great circle."
"You are the one who gives us a bad name," she barks back. "We are supposed to protect humanity, not torment it. If it were up to me, you would be driven out."
"We shall see." He pulls his ruby glasses down, revealing dark empty sockets where his eyes should be. Scarlet light bounces off the ominous rims resting on the tip of his nose. "Watch your step, girl. Not even your tricks can save you from me." Then, with a thrashing of dark, nightmarish wings, he is snatched from above and carried into the night.
