Thasseldar walked out of a certain dark alley on the side of the street that had no occupants moments before.

He went into a hotel across the street. "Good morning, Hanson, how's the back holding up?"

He didn't know the guy very well, just his name and the fact that he had a back problem.

Hanson didn't particularly care, considering it was the first time he had been talked to for the past few days... everyone else had ignored him. "Doing just fine, good sir... are you still expecting guests today?"

Thasseldar nodded. "A few potential ones." He had sent messages in various forms to heros across the city to meet him at the hotel. He only hoped there would be enough to make a team for what he was planning to do.