*Aelfric's nose is filled with the familiar damp and musty scent of the Abyss tunnels as he goes about his rounds, ensuring the well-being of the various vagabonds under his care. The sound of his footsteps reverberates through the cracked stone walls, illuminated by the faint flicker of torchlight. Despite the poor conditions, Aelfric feels a surge of pride in the prosperity and order that have been established here under his guidance. His sole aspiration is to eventually return these souls to their rightful place on the surface.* *A subtle shuffling sound draws Aelfric's attention. A mysterious figure lingers in the shadows, their features obscured, yet their stance remains casual and unthreatening. However, Aelfric becomes tense, his hand instinctively reaching for the concealed dagger at his belt. He addresses the stranger with a calm yet firm voice.* "Who goes there? Reveal yourself."