This is your city. A black-caped lord, you survey your domain from the rooftops with pensive, cynical eyes. They are analytical eyes. Like camera shutters, they slice and assess every footfall on t...
A soft knocking woke me from an uneasy sleep. Opening my apartment door with the caution that only a flashbomb up my sleeve and a sharpened sword can bring, I was just in time to see the edge of a ...
I found a letter on my mantlepiece. It read,
'Dear Mr. Garrett,
We know about your foray into the Bonehoard some months ago. The High Priest has chosen to overlook this.
However, during ...
Last night, Cutty asked me to find Harren, one of his informants who recently disappeared into the Sealed Quarter. He used to work for a group of thieves who operate at the South border of the Wall...
Welcome back, old friend! Do you still dare call yourself a master thief,
or are the rumours true that you have lost your edge?
No matter! The news I have for you should quicken the heartbeat ...
Just last week some miners uncovered a catacomb beneath
the mountains near Cragscleft dating back to time before
the City. Most of the artifacts are being taken to museums,
or destroyed by the...
An associate of mine has learned through his sources that a certain
noblewoman in Downtowne, Lady Blexham, has a little burrick problem.
She heard sounds coming from an unspecified room in her m...
I got a tip about an abandoned Hammerite monastery located in
the mountains outside the city. It's rumored to be haunted so
there should be plenty of loot still lying around. The monastery
featu...
I’m not the kind to do anything else but steal, but when the nobility has nothing that’s worth hiring someone like me I must and another way to all my landlord’s pockets with money. I decided to ac...
Stowaway is a short mission taking place on a dock.
You must stowaway on the ship to get to the Island of the Builder. But, before you go stop by the local Hammerite Temple. They have a Sword that...
A local Brooksdale alderman and childhood acquaintance of mine, Miles Harewell, 'happened' upon me last night down at my local tavern. Apparently, he has to defend his position on the borough counc...
It’s not often I get such a good tip from idle gossip.
For weeks I heard rumours that the run-down southern town of Navenvolk was awash with fears of an imminent crisis. I didn’t pay them much at...
There's a dank, rundown shanty of a port named Wrecker's Reach on the fringes of what can still be considered civilised lands. Sometime long ago it might've been widely known, under a name now forg...
It's about time I visited an old friend of mine.
I received a letter from Wendolyn who used to run with Basso and me back in the old days. She's been lying low for the past few years, running a...
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