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==Background== | ==Background== | ||
Isolde the Crafter is a deeply fortunate woman, when it comes to Redmond talismongers. Well supplied and furnished and able to do business despite not really owing anything to the gangs like the Crimson Crush in the area who demand payment from others, for some reason. But on the night of the 14th, that luck ran out - the Ancients have no qualms taking as they please, and that includes a plethora of reagents and a foci that had just been finished for a client. The danger of leaving that in the hands of a massive, growing gang and the financial difficulties it would bring about (not to mention how much of a liability she would become if she were to be compromised) made it a top priority to get that focus back. Thinking fast, she contacted a local fixer named [[Big Donny]] who could hopefully gather a group of runners on the fly to assist in the recovery. | |||
The Golden Jay found itself a fresh new target. | |||
==The Meet== | ==The Meet== | ||
Revision as of 14:26, 15 November 2025
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| Factions Involved | ||||||||||
| ShadowHaven | Ancients Gang | Golden Jay | ||||||||
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Fennec Skull Meretseger Memento Mori | Various Biker Members | Golden Jay's Vessel | ||||||||
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| None | None | None | ||||||||
Summary
Sometimes runs are simple
Sometimes runs are sweet
Sometimes chasing after
A target that's quite fleet
A tale of lies and alibis is squashed beneath fast feet
Though robberies and trickeries
are as simple as many say
Sometimes the truth really lies behind
The Red Eyes of the Jay
Background
Isolde the Crafter is a deeply fortunate woman, when it comes to Redmond talismongers. Well supplied and furnished and able to do business despite not really owing anything to the gangs like the Crimson Crush in the area who demand payment from others, for some reason. But on the night of the 14th, that luck ran out - the Ancients have no qualms taking as they please, and that includes a plethora of reagents and a foci that had just been finished for a client. The danger of leaving that in the hands of a massive, growing gang and the financial difficulties it would bring about (not to mention how much of a liability she would become if she were to be compromised) made it a top priority to get that focus back. Thinking fast, she contacted a local fixer named Big Donny who could hopefully gather a group of runners on the fly to assist in the recovery.
The Golden Jay found itself a fresh new target.