Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20141219013143/@comment-29559990-20141222030910

(It took me a while to post. I had to sit through the last half hour of Arthur Christmas with my family :P)

Maven stood at the front of the room, glaring around at the unblinking eyes of the selected warriors. She nodded to one of her guards, and he proceeded to take a stack of papers around the room to the warriors. As he did, she started to speak.

"I would like to thank you for attending." She said, seemingly trying to sound as un-genuine as possible. "As you may or may not know, there's been a large number of attacks in The Rift, and many of the victims are merchants, traders, and a few of my men..." She paused for a moment, her mind flashing back to the dismembered form of Maul.

"These attacks have taken a major chunk of my profit and soldiers. They are not random muggings, as I have had very close ties with all of the victims." She said, starting to sound a tad irate. "Someone is trying to cut down the Black-Briars. It is your jobs, to make sure that does not happen."

On the papers that were passed out was a map of The Rift. At the bottom was the amount of septims they would receive for this task ($$$$). "Your first target is a small cave that we have identified as a hideout for marauders connected to the attacks. You're to go to this cave, squeeze any information about these attacks out of them, and then end them. Borskar will lead you to this hideout." She pointed to the brute in the back of the room, and he replied with a simple nod.

"Any questions before you run out and get yourself killed?" She asked in a bitter tone.