C2200 What Do You Want?

"Does it really matter who I am?" The man in the cloak peered at Erfu from beneath his hood, his face a blur as he spoke in a raspy voice, "Lord Erfu, you certainly have a knack for cunning plays."

Erfu's expression tightened upon hearing this, but he quickly composed himself, snorting dismissively. "What are you talking about? Your words make no sense to me."

"Come now, Lord Erfu