A Dangerous Game

Authors Note: Just a brief lore fan fiction I wrote on a whim. If you like it I'd love to hear feedback and if you don't I'd love to hear why! Enjoy! The man was heading towards the end of the avenue, toward a dead end finishing with a brick wall. This was man seemed ordinary enough. He walked with a slight limp in his right leg and had a black raven sitting on his shoulder, but in Bilgewater that was nothing out of the ordinary. No, this man was nothing of concern thought Graves. That was until he saw him turn briefly, look over his shoulder with dark eyes that, and as they swept passed the place where Graves was watching, stopped briefly and seemed to pierce into Graves' soul, as if evaluating him. Then, after that brief moment, the man turned and vanished through the wall. Graves gasped! Magic? How had the man disappeared like that? Who was this man? Did the man see him with those piercing eyes? Graves decided that it would be safest to leave the avenue that ended in a brick wall. He thought it would be safest if he headed home, back to his friend Twisted Fate. How wrong he was. What poor Graves didn't, couldn't realize was that life as he knew would be obliterated that night as he told his partner in crime about his magic . How could he know about his ally's lust for power? How could he know he know that, that night he would plant a seed. A dark seed. A malicious seed. A seed that, as it grew, would destroy Twisted Fate and Graves along with him. How could Graves had known that the man with piercing eyes and a raven on his shoulder had plans for him.