Seattle. The Emerald Sprawl. It’s cold and wet, a light drizzle soaking the city to its bones. Even in augmented reality the glistening emerald green overlay of the city’s buildings seems to be soggy and miserable. It would be a great night to find a warm bar or club to relax at, or maybe just stay home and watch some trid. So of course, that’s when your commlinks beep.
You don’t recognize the number that pops up, but in your line of work that’s not unusual. Connecting the call, your vid screen shows the face of a brutish troll with massive steer-like horns looking at you.
“I got a job that might be up your alley,” the troll’s deep voice rumbles. “If you’re interested in hearing more, meet me at Reno’s on Battery and 4th in an hour.”
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Looking for a few more dedicated players. Two slots have already been taken been taken up, more specifically the Street Samurai and Occult Investigator. Higher priorities go to Hacker, Face, Rigger, and perhaps another mage, concepts.
Stop by for a profitable Run, chummers!