Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150507215319

".... I won't lie to you mercenaries. You were asked to come here for a high priority mission around the outskirts of Vale. We have recieved word that a high security prison built outside the rocky terrain is currently being used to build a criminal army, cutting of routs used by drifters and forcing the poor buggers into joining the rising factions. These are people who were lock away for VERY good reasons. Your mission, find out what they're up to, help stop them from getting out of the 'quarentine zone' we made, and take down anyone who gets in your way. We just want that prison back under control. We don't care how you do it. It's a suicide misson. That's why we need people with your potential." The agent explaned with a stern look on her face as  she adressed the few mercs who had gathered inside the warehouse of an airfield that had been commandeered for this mission. No merc of high level of experiance or fame was there. Any news of this to one of the nearby kingdoms would destroy Vales reputation for security and put their right to hold the festival into question even more.

.... A suicide mission eh? Guess that explaines the 900,000 lien reward money. Laelia thought to herself as she leaned her back onto the wall, considering whether she should go on this mission or not. The money would definetly help her get closer to her goals, and the risk just sounded like a good way to test her skills.

"I'm in."

(Posting order is the same as before :) ) 