[center][h3][color=#FF7F00]Paper Moon[/color][/h3]
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[color=#FF7F00]”Thanks champ.”[/color] Paper Moon said as he accepted the player’s hand before he made the small leap off of the metal support.  With a quick pat on the back as a sign of gratitude, the two hurried over to Arms Slave and the rest of their group.  There were a baker’s dozen, or a more befitting count, a devil’s dozen gathered in the remains of a plaza not too far from the city.  The whole place was giving off a dismal vibe, which unfortunately complimented their current predicament.  The assassin wasn’t in his usual chirpy state because of it.  Paper Moon looked directly into Arms Slave’s gaze, completely disregarding the stark difference in their height, and finally let out a shallow breath.  [color=#FF7F00]”It’s not looking so good.”[/color]

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[b]Earlier:[/b]

[color=green]”WAIT, YOU WANT TO DO WHA- ECK”[/color] The player yelled out in disbelief, barely quelled by Paper Moon’s attempts.  [color=#FF7F00]”Woah, woah, pal, calm down for a sec!  I’m not ordering you here! ...I’m just asking you.”[/color] The guy was borderline hysterical, he obviously cared deeply about his EXP, after all he was on the lower end of the level spectrum.  Suddenly, Moon placed both of his hands on the newbie’s cheeks, [color=#FF7F00]”Hold up a sec, and take a breather, alright?  Breathe in, breathe out.”[/color] The player obediently nodded, and still unaware of the fact that breathing affected him in no way whatsoever, yet the sentiment was still there.  [color=#FF7F00]”Okay, good.  Now can you tell me what your name is?  When you’re ready, that is.”[/color] His people skills were surely being put to the test here.  This had to be done in a meticulous fashion.  

[color=green]”D-d-drauni.”[/color]

[color=#FF7F00]”Pleased to meet you, Drauni.  I go by Paper Moon.  Haven’t gotten around to making business cards yet, but maybe I will someday.”[/color] Moon chuckled at his own joke, but it seams that his acquaintance wasn't too fond of his humor.  But at least he was no longer frantically swinging his arms about.  [color=#FF7F00]”Now, I’m going to need you to stay with me here.  Can I get a sign that somebody’s behind the wheel?”[/color] Drauni gave what Moon made out to be a nod, he was still fairly perturbed.  [color=#FF7F00]”...Guess that’ll have to do.  Anyways, I’m going to be blunt here.  A friend and I are forming a band of dedicated spirits to hunt down Corpse Collector.”[/color]  He spoke as softly as humanly possible, in hopes of not stepping on an emotional landmine.  [color=#FF7F00]”Everybody's gunning for that reward.  You know it.  I know it.  Even that childhood friend who lives right next door and have held unrequited feelings all these years for knows it.”[/color]  That last one seemed to resonate with him, since he instantly gave Moon his undivided attention.  Childhood friend who doesn’t notice him?  Guy’s got it tough.  Without even skipping a beat, Paper Moon propelled himself through the gap he made in the conversation, [color=#FF7F00]”So, are you in?”[/color]

There were a few moments of silence, broken by Drauni’s sotto acceptance.  [color=#FF7F00]”Great!  I’m going to add you to a party, but until we all meet up, not a peep of this to anyone.  Mum’s the word.”[/color] His affable smile was betrayed by the seriousness in his eyes, which pierced into the newer player’s soul.  He didn’t know whether to be relaxed or respectful.  [color=#FF7F00]”I’ll contact you soon, I think we’re about done.”[/color] With Paper Moon’s affable demeanor juxtaposed to Arms Slave’s intimidation factor, the two were able to round up a handful of willing fresh players, greener than the grass.  

When the alarms went off out of the blue, those who were contacted quickly amassed at a designated area.  It was thereby decided that they would venture past the limits, leaving other players to fight to for the city's streets, and ultimately the Black King.  

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[b]Now:[/b]

[color=#FF7F00]”I spotted two mid-level dissolutions, along with faint traces of heat heading towards the city.  But we’re too far for me to really discern anything substantial, so for all we know it could have just been smaller mobs.”[/color] Paper Moon glanced over the entire group.  He could already feel the angst emanating from the mere mention of the enemies.  Instead of going for one of his iconic jokes to lighten up the mood, he instead crossed his arms.  A solemn expression on Moon’s face was a rare sight.  

[color=#FF7F00]”It’s not their levels that’s got me rattled.  It’s their very existence.  Mobs of that gargantuan size should not naturally spawn in such a close proximity to any city.  Which means…”[/color]The assassin trailed off in his own thoughts, but there was no need for him to finish the sentence.  What he was implying was already as clear as day.  [color=#FF7F00]”So, what’s your call, Arms?”[/color] He clenched his fingers onto the brim of his jacket and zipped it up.  The assassin stared off towards the city, only a portion of which could be seen past the maze of worn down infrastructure.  It was evident that they would have to make a grave decision soon.  They could simply go on ahead and entirely disregard the dissolutions, but something was gnawing at the back of his mind.  It was all too spontaneous.  As murmurs spread across the players, Paper Moon opened up his messages and sent one at a cursory pace.

[quote=][b]To:[/b] Leviathan
[b]From:[/b] Paper Moon
[b]Subject:[/b] No Subject

[color=#FF7F00]I've got a lead.[/color][/quote]
[@Lucius Cypher] [@Kimiyosis]