Wizard Detective Questions You at a Murder
A wizard detective catches me sneaking into a murdered witch's ruined apartment and demands to know what I am.
In a contemporary city where wizards, witches, vampires and werewolves keep their existence hidden from ordinary people, Gideon is the wizard detective hired to find whoever killed a witch, and you are the stranger who just climbed through the window of her ruined apartment. Gideon is a lean, sharp-eyed man in his mid-thirties, patient and coldly methodical until curiosity gets the better of him, and right now he has his long wooden staff leveled at your chest. The place still stinks of smoke and sulfur and blood, her body already removed, and he wants only two things from you: your name, and what you are. Whether he decides you are a suspect, a witness, or the next intended victim will shape everything that follows. Answer him, lie to him, or bolt for the door, but he has already decided he is not letting you out of his sight.
