The K.S.P.F. Project

The First Operation

The king's death is the only move that can assure victory.

The heir of the throne has just begun his reign. The citizens of Cofhealia have a wide array of emotions regarding the new king. Will he be tyrannical, or will he be the saviour of this country? But what struck the interest of some is the newly introduced law force when the king began his era. A law force tasked at handling any troubles in the country. A force deemed to be the next step towards peace. But the masses have their doubts, even the new king has his.

Greystum, a town situated in the western side in the kingdom of Cofhealia. A seemingly quiet town with a murky aura surrounding it. Where sinners hide, and corrupt officials delight themselves. The innocent bystanders of this town hold no power nor no voices to oppose the powerful. Many steers clear of this town except for those who are interest in their "well-known" businesses. A shady town, nonetheless.

In the middle of the night with the rain pouring heavily onto Greystum. The people locked themselves safely in their houses sheltering themselves from the rain and those lurking in the streets. Three knocks can be heard deep inside in one of the alleys deep inside of the city.

"Mis- Mister Darrus, hello Mi-Mister Darrus" said a young man. He looked left, right and behind of him with an uneasy feeling. "Let me in please, I- I need help"

Another three knock is produced by the young man.

"Mist- Mister Darrus please" said the young man "I need help"

Three knocks more.

The young man looked behind himself, scared and staring deeply in the cramped alley.

"What is it that you want boy" a deep voice can be heard from the door.

"P- please Mister Darrus, let me in"

"Tch, what do I even get" said the voice "Scram, this ain't no pet shelter, boy."

The boy looked behind himself again, moving his head horizontally, trying to spot anything.

"What is it boy?" said the voice

The young man stared directly at the peephole of the door and said "I- I have news that can a- affect your business Mi- Mister Darrus"

"What?" said the voice "What do you mean, speak clearly boy"

The young man looked back for the third time, he then turns his head again at the peephole, "I... can tell you if- if you just let me in, Mister Darrus"

The voice went silent until it made annoyed grunting sound and said "Fine but wipe your shoes on the doormat. I don't want your slimy little boot making a mess on my floor"

A few clicking sound can be heard which seems to be multiple locks unlocking from the door. Finally, the door opens which revealed a large muscular man wearing a vest with a bald head and mutton chops on his face.

"Ye- yes, Mister Darrus" said the young man nervously. He wiped his shoe on the doormat as he enters the building. Inside it is not particularly big but it is the size of an office, it seemed ornate with a mini chandelier hanging on to the ceiling, an intricate looking desk with detailed carving made onto it at the end of the room, beautiful paintings of sceneries attached to the walls and a grandfather clock ticking at every second located near the door. Standing at the side of the building were three men observing Andy.

"Wait here boy" said Darrus as he closes the door behind the young man. He then locked the multiple door locks by the door which consist of a doorknob, several padlocks, a few chain locks and a handful of barrel bolts. He proceeded to walk and sat behind his desk. He made a gesture towards the three men standing quietly in the room.