Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20160708180726/@comment-5999656-20160708204658

The Nine Dragons of Vale reveled in their almost totally unchallenged dominance of Vale's criminal underworld. With a blend of slick negotiating and subtle intimidation, they had risen within a decade and a half to become a massive network of underground sellswords, each marketing their specialty to crooked buyers. They balanced a mix of of drawing in profit from their services while continually scouting the kingdom for any developments, whether that be potential allies or emerging rivals.

Zanipher "Daybreak" Hei'An, Deus of Criminal Intelligence, CEO of the Daybreak Syndicate, and Ninth Dragon of Vale, was tasked with the delicate venture of investigating such developments. She could often be found working directly in the field, preferring to be involved firsthand with such a crucial activity rather than sitting back in a condo in Vale's downtown. This day was no different.

The woman turned to look at Hector, and although any expression she made was hidden behind the decorated mask, her intent remained crystal clear in her voice. Her tone was not quite teasing, but just flat enough to make it obvious that she had a plan and was sticking with it.

"Mr. Mettal, I'm very aware of that fact. Please trust that I will not go so deep as to put ourselves in a situation where trained fighters such as yourself could not break a way out." At the moment the crew was making their way through dense woodlands. Zanipher stepped over a fallen log.

"Our reports have picked up a strange amount of human activity in this area, where there are no  recorded human settlements. If that doesn't sound suspicious to you, then I don't know what will." She signaled for her men to stop.

"This is good." They were standing on high ground, where it would be easier to locate buildings from the sky. Wordlessly, one of the Syndicate members opened a suitcase to reveal a set of small remotes with black screens and tiny, fly-like drones.

"Please keep an eye out for Grimm, Mr. Mettal," Zanipher instructed. A few seconds later and a cloud of their spy-fly drones had risen into the air, and dispersed into opposite directions. Her men could watch the recording in real-time from a built in camera on each drone. If there was anything big in this forest, they would be able to spot it.