PROFESSOR CORNELIUS FELL
I approach the Rookeries at midnight. Six hours before the scheduled extermination.
My disguise is perfect. Simple traveling clothes. Battered medical bag. Concerned expression. I look like sympathetic scholar, not Hermetic Order mage planning specimen collection.
The guards stop me at the perimeter. Two young wolves. Armed but nervous.
"Who are you?" one demands.
"Dr. Thomas Wickham. Cambridge University. I study supernatural medicine." I show forged credentials. "I heard about tomorrow's Parliamentary assault. Came to offer assistance."
"Assistance how?"
"Medical supplies. Magical healing knowledge. Whatever helps." I gesture to my bag. "I don't agree with Parliament's extermination order. These wolves deserve support, not slaughter."
The guards exchange
