[video]

[he_is_wild]

[The camera is fuzzy and shaky, showing a hand wrapped in a black glove tracing fingers through the dust. The fingers rise to a pallid mask.]

I seem to have arrived amidst much death and destruction.

[The voice is soft, like wet silk dragging over stone, and definitely Persian]

Sometimes I wonder if such carnage summons me. I always seem to travel in its wake...

[A pause, the mask turns directly to the camera]

But I am not the Angel of Death. You are in trouble, fair city, and I am here to help you.

[OOC: Anyone tracing the signal will find it jammed.]