Lurker 2.0
First Post
When a population of over ten billion shares a single world, things can get cramped. Tensions arise. And in the Polis, familiarity leads beyond contempt, into loathing, and sometimes, outright violence.
Tonight is just another one of those nights. In the Legless Postman, the crowd watches the ImageCast report a goblin labor riot at the Lorzhin Foundry. And in a private booth, External Agency Director Ju'hn, a thin human man with a hawklike nose, graying hair, and the demeanor of a wooden plank, waits for the mercenaries he's contracted...
Each has recieved a note, simply stating:
"Extraction from Lorzhin, VIP personnel. 5,000 gp apiece. High-Risk."
The premise is simple. Intuiton suggests that the job will not be.
Private Text, Drai'taii: Banur's message is brief as ever: VIP trapped. Secretary is Resistance member. Rescue at all costs.
[OOC: Introduction time! Also, sorry for the delay in getting started.
Edit: Brief Rules: Thoughts in italics, speech in quotation marks, honor system on dice rolling.]
Tonight is just another one of those nights. In the Legless Postman, the crowd watches the ImageCast report a goblin labor riot at the Lorzhin Foundry. And in a private booth, External Agency Director Ju'hn, a thin human man with a hawklike nose, graying hair, and the demeanor of a wooden plank, waits for the mercenaries he's contracted...
Each has recieved a note, simply stating:
"Extraction from Lorzhin, VIP personnel. 5,000 gp apiece. High-Risk."
The premise is simple. Intuiton suggests that the job will not be.
Private Text, Drai'taii: Banur's message is brief as ever: VIP trapped. Secretary is Resistance member. Rescue at all costs.
[OOC: Introduction time! Also, sorry for the delay in getting started.
Edit: Brief Rules: Thoughts in italics, speech in quotation marks, honor system on dice rolling.]
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