Piercing the darkness of the room, a white light off a flat screen, prompted no one in particular…
>Continue…?
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With the fresh rain, the filthy downtown area of Patina City took on a certain kind of reek. Like a wet mutt, mixed with rotted garbage, and there might have been a hint of soured booze in there. Rats skittered to hide under cardboard boxes, the poor ducked under makeshift homes, little more than shacks made of that aforementioned rotted garbage, wood…
From a rather building with many interesting sound emitted from it, a woman straddled the window sill with one hand steadying to steady herself, watching the last of the thunder storm fleeing off into the distant as she raised her bottle of alcohol to her lips…
A figure darted out from a shadow, across the street with their trailing cloaks, knocking a well-dressed man into an alleyway right in the middle of his conversation. As the man tried to recover, the cloaked figure drew out a sickle, shining just so under the lamplight barely touching the narrow space. With a well-aimed slash down, the well-dressed man’s female companion came running towards them, taking one look and let out a horrified scream.
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The old fashioned train compartment was neat, going with the natural wooden arrangements and with overhead shelves for carry-on baggage. The man in his grey suit, napping, who has yet to speak to (the player) …seemed to right themselves after a tick, pulling the hat from their face to their head in one fluid movement. He wore an eye patch.
Yawning into the back of his hand, adjusting his askew eye patch as he sat back for a moment, before glancing at (the player) in consideration, “Ay…you’re nah frum around here, are ya? Dr McGable,” A hand held out, a lazy smirk on his face, “An’ what brings ya to the fair city of Patina?”
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1) Introduce yourself.
2) Explain your reason for returning to Patina City.
3) Ask about...
-The train?
-Patina City?
-Dr McGable?
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