It is of the utmost importance that your respond to this letter promptly. Perhaps you have heard of the strange happenings in Forsaken. If not, I am sure you can find a vague overview in the newspaper. At any rate, I am writing to you because I am interested in hiring someone of your abilities, and I am willing to pay you very well if you are interested.
I am putting together a group of creatures with various talents to investigate and get to the bottom of the mysteries of our fair town, and you would split the reward money equally between yourselves (assuming, of course, you survive this endeavor). I am also willing to pay you $500 up front for all your troubles. There is a meeting taking place on the 6th of September at the Caraway Inn in Forsaken. Should you be interested, the meeting will be in room 310. If you are not, then please dispose of this letter as soon as is convinent.Your Obed servt.
Exactly one week ago, Cinder Nordes had received a letter which contained the above message, and it was this letter that brought her to the cesspool of society that was Forsaken, and had her now looking for the Caraway Inn. It was a suspicious letter, to be sure, but she'd received even shadier letters before. Besides, money was money. She didn't really care what her prospective patron had in store for them, so long as she got paid by the end of it and everyone went their merry way.
It had only taken her two days to get to Forsaken. Having a dragon as a traveling companion was a tremendous advantage when it came to transportation, but Ulleiss had given her quite a fight about wanting to decline this job. He said he had a bad feeling about it, and that he wanted to just ignore the letter. But $30,000 was no job to turn away from just because they had a bad feeling about it. The duo had discussed it, and in the end, they ended up agreeing that the sheer amount of money was worth the risk.
So here they were in Forsaken, making their way towards the designated meeting place and hoping no one was going to try and shoot them. The Caraway Inn stood on the far east side of the town, silhouetted against the sun that was slowly creeping over the distant mountains. It wasn't a particularly nice building, but it was in decent enough condition, and one of the more reputable places in Forsaken. A perfect place for one to meet a conspicuous group of fellow greedy bastards. It was also quite clean, which she appreciated. When Cinder entered the Inn, she simply told the man behind the bar what room she was going to, and was handed a key. Without any further questions, Cinder went up the stairs to the room.
It was empty when she arrived, but no doubt either their patron or her fellow party members would be joining them soon, so the woman simply sat in a chair by the window. She could see who was coming and going, and there was also a clear line of sight to the door. It was defendable if someone tried to come in shooting. Paranoid? Cinder? Never.