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marbleman   Missions
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Briefing

Seems like the business has hit a low point again. I haven’t had many jobs lately, and only a few of them ended up being lucrative. Naturally, I’d take any chance to earn some quick cash these days.
An old contact of mine, Paolo, has offered me a job. Paolo owns an inn in Wayside, which he uses as a front for some shady business. He didn’t give me any details, just told me to meet him at the usual place: the inn’s cellar.
I arrived during normal hours, but none of the visitors seemed to mind me. The first thing that was different from all my previous meetings with Paolo was that the cellar door was locked, with a note hanging nearby, “No entry. Not even for the bar staff.” It seemed like he really didn’t want any disturbance. Picking the lock was easy enough, but after I went down the stairs, Paolo wasn’t there. Moreover, there was something strange about the cellar. Through the thick darkness, it seemed that the walls were almost moving. A note was lying in a spotlight, “Meeting is off.”
An uneasy feeling came over me. I felt as if I was being set up. With my sword ready, I slowly went back up the staircase, which also seemed to have transformed somehow. However, the bar looked unchanged.
Might be just my mind playing tricks on me, but I don’t like this situation one bit. I better get back to my hideout as soon as possible.