High Table Stories
Following the death of a member of the High Table, the seat had been left open with no one set to fill it. Arriani Geverran was a fine man who valued the traditions his position championed, perhaps with more cold zeal than any other, such that many believe this characteristic may have ultimately been his undoing. The many families under him and even those unaffiliated have begun a scramble for power, killing their rivals while the High Table's remaining members began a process for deciding Arriani's successor.
As each day passes, possible candidates die one by one, assassins of this dark cabal begin making a name for themselves pulling off the highest risk jobs they may ever take in their life short of defying the High Table directly. A new wave of assassins have begun. Killing for their respective factions, or a free gun to the highest bidder. The clock ticks down to deciding the successor, and not one of these factions will wait for that countdown until they are decidedly the victor. Little do they know this isn't a typical power struggle, not even on the standards of one for a seat at the High Table.
As each day passes, possible candidates die one by one, assassins of this dark cabal begin making a name for themselves pulling off the highest risk jobs they may ever take in their life short of defying the High Table directly. A new wave of assassins have begun. Killing for their respective factions, or a free gun to the highest bidder. The clock ticks down to deciding the successor, and not one of these factions will wait for that countdown until they are decidedly the victor. Little do they know this isn't a typical power struggle, not even on the standards of one for a seat at the High Table.
So begins a month they will remember as the 30 Red Days.