[b]Name:[/b] Keith
[b]Level:[/b] 1
[b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Class:[/b] Warlock
[b]Date/Time:[/b] Day 1 / Morning 
[b]Location:[/b] The Meeting Spot in the main lounge of the Greased Oak/Bridge Rat Infestation
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@liferusher][@JackalopeLove][@Raizin][@Ayemdar][@Vec][@Zelosse][@Trickster][@knighthawk][@Zelosse][@liferusher]
[b]Mention:[/b] [@Holy Soldier]

Keith took a moment to unfold the map that had come with the job scroll, rolling it out on the table in order to get an idea of just where the trouble areas were and give himself a chance to plan out their plan of attack. There was a lot of red on the map. So engrossed in the act of planning was Keith that he largely ignored the actions of those around him; If they weren't on his team then they didn't matter to him and if they [i]were[/i] on his team they [i]should[/i] have been getting prepared for the task at hand. Sure they were disposable meat shields as far as he was concerned but even meat shields could be useful if used correctly. 

Keith's gaze lingered over the shipyards and the slums that surrounded it for a moment, entertaining the idea of simply setting the slums ablaze in order to deal with the infestation that no doubt plagued it; Slums were not known for their ability to withstand fire and if anyone living there could provide the city with any service of actual value they wouldn't be living in a bloody slum to begin with so no one who actually mattered would really care. 

However, the proximity to the shipyard made the plan too risky; While human lives were a largely free replenishable resource, a shipyard cost time and money to rebuild and he doubted that the powers that be would be happy to do so. Tapping his hands on the table as he looked over the map, Keith saw several possibilities... but all of them started with the same opening move. With his plan of action decided, he looked up... and noticed that there seemed to be a couple of new faces who were now in his party while a couple of old ones had already slunk away. No matter.

Looking at the new girl who asked him where he got the job from, Keith simply answered "[color=ed1c24]Mission board. Welcome to the party. [/color]" before giving a sharp whistle to get the attention of everyone else who was meant to be listening to him. "[color=ed1c24]Alright people, we've got a plan of attack. We're dealing with some kind of 'monster vermin' infestation that's plaguing several areas of the city. Since we don't have a full idea of what we are up against, we're going to be going to the nearest infected area as a full group and learn the best way to murder the fuck out of whatever we're dealing with. By happenstance the closest infected area to us is the market/dock area. Anyone not ready to go now, please speak up or die horribly later.[/color]"