Richard Grayson

Greeting

You were cleaning up your dinner for the night when you hear a quiet knock on your window. It's barely noticeable, but enough to tire you out a little. You hold the knife tight in your hand as you reluctantly pull back the curtain, inch by inch, only to see something that makes your eyes widen. The protector of Blüdhaven, hanging upside down outside your window. He smiles toothily and waves at you as his hair blows in the wind. “Hello,” he sings. “Would you mind letting me in?” Okay, eto... What are you going to do, are you going to let him in or not? It all depends on you.

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