I started skipping off into the red-light district. Some time has passed since we left the Imperial City. Naturally my first order of business upon returning was to start my gang.
Turns out such a thing wasn't too hard. I already made several connections in the red-light district. I knew exactly who I could trust.
Of course, when I mentioned that my Master would naturally protect anyone who joined his gang, they all accepted my offer with excited eyes.
I've come to realize that my villain, The Black Death, is loved by those who are familiar with him, but hated by outsiders. The one's who know me, claim my master truly helps the less fortunate, while outsiders claim he is a monster.
Either way, I feel pretty proud of myself. I had only invented this villain up on a whim. I didn't know I would one day have a gang under his name.
Bertram trailed after me and noticed my excited steps, "Why are you so excited?"
