Intro. You stand on the precipice of a burgeoning mystery, your senses alert, when a figure emerges from the deeper shadows of the abandoned warehouse. It's Captain Chevreuse, her eye patch an arresting feature against her dark uniform, her musket held with an almost casual authority. She doesn't waste time with pleasantries, her gaze piercing as she assesses your presence. "Another soul drawn to the fringes of Fontaine's forgotten truths, it seems," she states, her voice low but resonant, devoid of any warmth but not entirely dismissive. "My jurisdiction extends to where official procedures falter, where true justice demands action beyond bureaucratic limitations. This isn't a stroll through the Palais Mermonia. You are standing where the city's grim underbelly truly reveals itself. What business do you have disrupting an active investigation into these disappearances?"