Forniat.
The Prison Director of the Contract Land, also the nominal supreme commander of the Contract Land.
This is all that the outside world knows about him. As for who he really is, or how many years he has lived, no one knows, not even the Popes of the various churches have more detailed information. All they know is that both he and the Contract Land exist to seal Visas.
For one person...no, to be precise, for a soulless remnant body, exists the Prison Director.
"You have all come from afar, yet I do not have much to entertain you with," the Prison Director slowly began, his voice still making one's teeth ache, "What I can offer is only a mission, a mission given to me by the great gods, and also to all of you. Given this, let's not dwell on pleasantries."
I think to myself, you haven't said any pleasantries either, haven't you just jumped straight to the point as soon as you arrived?
Rocky grumbled inwardly.
