[hr][center][h2][color=7ea7d8]Tempum City (K7), The True Ruler[/color][/h2][/center]
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...The minotaur exited the hostel and took breathed in the evening air. It was the day before the 'weekend', a 2 day period where he didn't have to work. The perfect time for him to explore. Mougin sauntered out and made his way towards the most infamous street in Tempum city, hoping he could find something to work with.
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The evening air was covered by a blanket of fog. Between that and the shadows cast by the surrounding buildings, there were many ally ways which were too dark to see down. Yet even these dark allys were as alive as the streets which Mougin walked, because within them, even darker shadowy figures shifted about. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Hey, Majin"[/color] A familiar voice called out. [color=7ea7d8]"Wanna get a drink with me and the boys?"[/color] It was the bald man he'd worked with those many nights ago, the one with the cybernetic enhanced arms. Only now, he had the legs to match. The two had worked together on the docks a few more times since then, but he'd only ever mentioned his name once, and when he did, there was loud construction that drowned his words out completely. 

The two burly men on either side of Mougin looked familiar as well, but they weren't dockworkers, not that Mougin knew at least. Perhaps he'd passed them in the streets?

So here Mougin stood, being invited to have a drink with a man that could never get his name quite right and his two buddies who Mougin knew even less. What better way to start an investigation than with a few liquored up knuckleheads?