Los Paraísos: The Flying AlbatrossTogether the group made their way over to a table, stopping only to get some drinks from the bartender. Thuderhawk had graciously offered to pay for them, which Dylan was sure he immediately regretted when Amy, Moria, and Aria all ordered by the bottle (and some of them multiple!). Unable to resist the allure of a tropical drink, Dylan gladly put a Pina Colada on the tab, but made a note to accept only one drink from Thunderhawk.
Whatever he had done in the past, Dylan was not going to aid in the bankrupting of the Guilder.
Soon enough they were all settled down, Dylan’s icy drink in hand, and eagerly waiting to hear the important mission that Tiberius had sent them on. He lifted the drink up, taking a small sip and enjoying the rich mix of tropical flavors, though he was still able to taste the alcohol through it. Damn, they made their drinks strong here in Los Paraísos!
Then Thunderhawk cleared his throat, and Dylan dutifully turned his attention to the man. What could the mission be? Clearly it was important if Tiberius diverted them from finding the Guild Leaders.
“The mission is this: Young women around the island have been going missing...”, Thunderhawk began,
“That’s it. Any questions?”“Yes!” Dylan exclaimed, “of course we have questions! How many women? Since when? Where did they go missing from?” He held up his hands in supplication. “Yes, yes, I get that you’re our contact here, but that’s not exactly a wealth of information. You’ve got to have more.”