Illium. Shit, how he hated Illium. Bright lights, beautiful people, clean streets, outwardly orderly. It was as near as perfect as anywhere in the galaxy was capable of being. About as far removed from Tuchannka as you could get, except maybe the Presidium on the Citadel. Illium was a shining reminder of all the Krogan had lost. All they had sacrificed. All they had given up. The only thing that made this place bearable was the knowledge that once you scratched the surface this Asari world it was just as grimy and depraved as any were else. Maybe even worse in fact, at least Tuchannka had the honesty to face up to the fact it was a hole. Here you have mercenaries masquerading as businessmen, crooks playing at being coppers and harlots in government. 

Case in point, here he was on his way to a clandestine meeting with some mysterious 'Client', offering to pay him a obscene amount of credits, on top of his advance, for some 'undisclosed work'. And in his business that could only mean one thing, that somebody was gonna die. 

Urdnot Raze was coming up on the meeting place now, a cliché back alley setting. Good to know that the Client had respect for the classics. With the sketchiness of the proposed meeting, and the fact that he'd never met the prospective employer most mercs would take some time to scout out the location, making sure this wasn't an ambush or a double cross. But that wasn't Raze's way, not by a long shot. Sure, he could do sneaky when it was called for, but Krogan weren't built for subtle. He stomped straight into view, knowing that even if he was gonna be ambushed then his foes would need some serious quads to take him down. The Turian and the Quarian that were already there certainly didn't look like they had quads. Hell, they probably didn't even have a pair between them. 

Raze groaned like a Krogan in pain. He didn't mind teaming up for a mission, but he preferred it to be with mercs he knew, tried and proven. These two hardly fit that bill. The Turian looked like she's already shit herself, and Quarian's weren't best known for their fighting capabilities, the Geth had taken their planet after all, and those tin-cans had flash lights for heads! 

“Please, tell me this is some kinda joke,” He said to the pair. Seemed like he was gonna have to earn his pay on this one.