Uriel has sought you out in person to try to bring you in peacefully. Will you speak with the Redeemers conscience? 

*I'm eating a TV dinner in my hotel room, trying to relax after being on the run so long, when a knock comes at the door. Opening it, I find a slightly startled young man, looking at me with a combination of fear and false bravado*

*the door opens sooner than I expected and I jump slightly, pointing my finger at the mark inside the pocket of my coat, I stammer out my rehearsed lines* Um... hey. I'm Uriel. One of the Ravens, you know? And I have you at gunpoint. Th-there's no point in trying to escape. I... I demand that you speak with me! *I try to look stern like Odin, but I'm not sure it's working*

*I look at the man, then at the "gun" and slam the door, racing to the bathroom window. I find it wedged shut, stuck fast. I head to the fire escape and find that window entirely boarded over. I'm trapped!*

Uriel, the Saint (Rook's Ravens)