I was recently contacted by one Lord Traymen. A rare crystal caught his eye on display at the summer home of Lady Decress, and he's offering me a handsome sum of coin to be able to display it in h...
A few weeks have passed since my encounter with that mage.
This hideout has served me well. The City might be heavily patrolled, but having the gate to the docks right by has left me free to roa...
Mortis Bonpuid is a different kind of thief - an industry spy. The kind that gets in with words, and gets out with your company's drakest secret. I was tasked to take back a secret document he stol...
Lord Bertolt is the lead candidate for this year's City council election. Although the vote is in three days, he's certain he's already won.
So much so that he's already throwing a party on the oc...
Ashcombe House is one of the smaller estates in the city.
Though the Ashcombes are certainly well-off, they never splurged on a grand residence — and it seems they’re perfectly content with their ...
A brisk Autumn night in the City, and all respectable people are in bed. As the Mechanists rise in power and influence, Hammerite shrines are hidden away in attics and secret places. Out of sight, ...
My fence gave me a good deal on those crystals, and he was practically begging me for more. I didn't know where else to get those crystals, so I knew this was going to be a rather difficult task. I...
"In my youth I belonged to the Order of the Hammer. I was a seeker for the Archivists- a secret arm of the Inquisition charged with the safekeeping of dangerous tomes, and trained in the arts of es...
Normally I wouldn't be running a job from the Keepers without more information, but they've offered to pay well for this one. They're sending me on a ship to Perditas, a small island to the south, ...
I've received an anonymous letter with an offer for a simple job. Travel to a small town up north and steal a gem from a manor of some pompous merchant. Normally, I wouldn't take up a job without k...
When Cavador started spilling his guts, he didn't know when to shut up. At least, according to the Pagan who contacted me last night to thank me for the whole Soulforge debacle. It's been two month...
An acquaintance of mine, a small time housebreaker called Halyard, was approached by a nervous character who turned out to be a high-ranking wizard at the Academy of the Trefoil Serpent, a secretiv...
The Hammerite Imperium was once a great center of learning, arts and culture. It also ruled the continent with an iron fist, bringing all nations under its dominion with conquest, plunder and slave...
An abandoned manor, long since fallen into disrepair, and once the home of a wealthy Hammer.
Locals claim that the manor is haunted, and that no sane man would go there.
Haunted? Can't be worse...
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