The directions on the note lead you to a courtyard in between two massive mansions owned most likely by the nobility and upper echelons of the city. The mid-day sun obscured by several massive tarps of various colours hanging between each of the walls creating a ceiling against its harsh rays and leaving the courtyard and it’s fountain at the centre cool and refreshing compared to the scorching streets. Three people stood waiting on the opposite side of the fountain, the cloaked woman you had seen previously the night before stood in the centre of the trio wearing gleaming golden armour hidden by dark robes that obscured all but part of her chest piece. Her face clearly visible, truly she would have a hard time blending into any crowd as her beauty seemed nothing short of divine “Welcome defenders of the innocent. I must ask your forgiveness that we must meet under such strange manners. This city has become corrupt, and even the walls seem to have ears these days.” The second figure at the meeting was a medium height women, wearing sturdy leather armour with short white hair and dark grey skin. Her only defining feature were her piercing azure blue eyes which carefully studied every movement around her. She wore her weapons on her body, her longbow hung from her back and a quiver full of high quality arrows from her shoulder. Her leather armour wore her prized insignia, a blood red diamond with the silhouette of a howling wolf; the icon of the 4th Army. She stands steady and surefooted, awaiting any signs of tension. The third figure to .X’s other side was a young elf, slim with long silvery hair, her face concealed under the brownish hood she had on, though you manage to notice that her left eye was green and her right eye blue which is odd for an elf. “Thank you all for coming however, those of you who came at least... Allow me to properly introduce myself. I am simply known as Agent X. I work as an assistant and… middle manager for Duke Walader, an old man, frail, and incapable of taking the action required to rid this city of the corruption that has grasped it by the throat.” Pausing the woman took a few steps forward as she paced around the courtyard “The Count.” She gave a short laugh “The Count… a self-proclaimed title for a murderous extortionist and criminal that has managed to take away control of our great city. Corrupting those who live here, those who are meant to serve and protect. Defiling every part of this great City with his and his minion’s filth.” Pausing next to the party she smiled warmly before speaking once more “My employer is not the wealthiest... nor the most powerful, but he is willing to bring you into his service. Raise you up from the common rabble to use his own words and reward you with knighthoods. And of course pay you all handsomely, the sum of ten thousand gold pieces. Each. If you are able to bring this criminal to justice.” Returning to her pacing the woman circled around the back of the party “While Obviously justice is its own reward, this threat to the city has gone on too long. Will you accept the offer? If not for the prestige, fame, gold or even honour. Will you accept it in order to save lives? Protect the innocent, to bring order to chaos, and bring corruption into the light so that Justice may be served? Will you?” Stepping back at her original place she turned to face the party awaiting an answer eagerly.