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Another question about humans. So they can be master only in one specific area or it more depends on their age and experience? E.g. middle age warrior can master sword fighting and dancing. Where a guy in his early twenties can only have one mastery just because he is still young and there was not much time for him to really learn more skills above average level?

Also are you bringing back some characters from old Chapters? Or this will be totally new group that just continues timeline ?
Do I understand correctly that for now humans are just general race that comes from "Hook" and there is no difference in their appearance or they can't have any proficiency in certain skills or any racial benefit depending on region they come from?
Tomorrow i'll be back home so i will finish "Kid's aren't alright" and will jump into main story, so for me there really isn't much difference.


Kids aren't alright

Week before main event



Sharp, brain drilling sound crossed room again and again. Virgil opened his eyes and immediately closed them with his hand because bright sunlight that came through window was as greeting as thugs knife between your ribs. Few seconds of silence and Virgil almost fell asleep again when the same screechy, soul penetrating sound reached his ears. Any other day, that sound would say only one thing: Someone is calling him on holo phone. But today, that sound was more similar to screams of helps of thousands tortured soul in deepest corner of hell. Virgil with his other hand finally managed to locate his shades on small table near him. As shades landed on his nose darkening room he finally managed to open his eyes and look around "Why i even bought that bed...most of the time i wake up in this chair...". He slowly moved almost full astray with his left leg trying not to turn it over. On small reading table near him where he found his shades were lying small book "Otto von Nilsson: Guide on Etiquette and Customs or How to be a Gentlemen" that he finished reading yesterday and small bottle cork "Oh yes that is why i feel like this...". On right side near his sitting chair empty bottle was lying. Virgil picked it up and for few seconds was looking at it. It was beautifully made bottle but label on it clearly stated: 'NOT FOR FOOD! POISONOUS LIQUID INSIDE!' and as it was not enough under the warning that was written in big bold red letters there were skull and two crossed bones. Virgil lifted his shades with left arm and rubbed base of his nose "I really need to sort out my labels...or one day it will end bad". Same sharp sound for third time pierced his ears "Coming coming just stop!".

As he blinked towards phone Virgil clearly understood that this was mistake. As he landed near phone Virgil almost smashed his head into the wall and had to grab table to regain his balance. For a second he was just standing there trying to gather his will to answer, that phone and look as it best. After few second he reached for touch screen and pushed 'Answer'. In a blink phone projected a beautiful woman in hear early twenties. She was wearing formal military suit and hair were made into tight knot on top of her head. "Good Morning Sir. I was trying to reach you for some time. Is everything alright?" asked woman with no emotion in her face. "Don't worry...ehh...i was just busy.So can i help you somehow?". "Busy? Really?...Anyway you have new assignment so please come to tower for a briefing". "OK...thanks i will be there shortly" Virgil reached for 'OFF' button and as woman projection disappeared he made his way towards his bookshelf where his potions were stored. After quick search he took small bottle. Inside you could see a thick almost white liquid. Virgil returned to his chair and finished everything in it in one sip.

"One..." Virgil breathed in. As he was breathing out he started to feel burning sensation in his stomach. "Two..." with second sip of fire spread through all his
body. "Three..." for last time he inhaled with all power of his lungs and as he breathed out white smoke started to pour through his mouth. As Virgil closed his it after smoke disappeared he could feel that fog in head started to clear out and his body was regaining its power.

2 hours later

Virgil at last reached tower. He was strolling through courtyard with cigarette in his mouth and hands in His pocket. He noticed that people were starting to prepare for wedding. As Vigil went deeper in to the tower he could see more and more people cleaning everything. As he was passing few guys that were cleaning windows suddenly thought struck him "Is this why i was summoned...Dammit if will have to clean this place ill cut my wrists...". After few more minutes he finally reached his destination it was just another boring looking black door in bureaucratic part of tower. He knocked few times "Yes, please come in it is not locked". Virgil did not bother to open door and just blinked inside. He was in this room so many times that could tell even smallest detail about it. "You know that i do not like when you do this?" same woman from the morning now was in front of Virgil. "Yes and you do not know how many germs there is on that handle...so ill better avoid touching it...so what is that assignment. I hope you will not make me to scrub your office?" as Virgil was saying that he collapsed on a sitting chair with sarcastic smile on his face. "Don't worry there are more skillful...and responsible adults who can do it. Here take this tablet it has all info you need to but in short few members from royal family in Iron City asked for Tower assistance to get rid of gang lord that is selling drugs to their kids and destroy content of his safe". Virgil rise his eyebrow as he took tablet "Iron City? That is at least 3 day ride...Kids? Seriously? And what is whit that safe?". Woman behind desk just shrugged her shoulders "I have no idea and honestly i do not care. It is your orders and i have more serious work to do than listen to your pointless questions. I booked a train for you this evening so do not be late".

4 days later

Heavy drops of rain was hitting Virgil hood. For few hours now he was sitting on this roof under the heavy rain looking at people who were entering building on other side of the street. It was a warehouse in the past but now it was called "Butterfly" the 'most posh and exclusive club in Iron City' as a guy on street told him. Virgil took out tablet from his inner pocket and went through info in it again.

Butterfly is run by "Bloody Roots" gang. Although it is considered as VIP type club "Bloody Roots" use it as a drug distribution point. Their leader is middle aged human by the name Whitby Townsend. He is highly paranoid individual who spends almost all his time in club surrounded with his thugs. Your job is to eliminate him by any means necessary and destroy everything you will find inside his safe that is located in his room inside "Butterfly"...

Virgil stopped reading and took his binoculars. Another car stopped near entrance. Virgil zoomed in like all others tonight people who entered club were wearing good expensive clothes and covered their faces with carnival masks. And still bouncers somehow knew who they were because they did not check a single person. Now Virgil zoomed on bouncers. One of them clearly was an orc in his prime...another...Virgil zoomed even more. He could not say what race he was but one thing was for sure...he was ugly as hell. "Okay it is time to go" he strapped binoculars to his belt and slide down the ladder to the street. After few minutes he was near south wall of club. "Okay now i just need to remember hows that damn toilet looks". One thing in tablet was a photo of toilet inside of club. It was marked as the best place to enter inside.

Second later sharp smell of urine, vomit and other body fluids reached his nostrils. Virgil opened his eyes. In front of him he could see a man who clearly failed to notice a guy who appeared from think air just behind him. But from the sound he did over the sink it was clear why. His all body was shaking from vomiting. Virgil looked down and lifted one of his feet. The bottom of his boot was covered with vomit "That girl...owes me new pair of boots...". He left toiled and after short walk reached dance floor. It was huge place and it was packed. Hundreds of bodies were jumping and moving as huge stereo system was spitting thing that nowadays kids call music and there was another thing here. As soon as he reached main area he could clearly smell the acidic smell of "Dead Man's Root". It was used as the base to this new drug that "Bloody Roots" were pushing in this club. Virgil knew this root very well and he knew that even high level shamans and sorcerers try to avoid it as often as it possible. It was very potent hallucinogen that could give you really strong hallucinations and with right herb mix even work as clairvoyance. But its downside was that it was very addictive and could easily twist your mind so badly that even strongest healers would not be able to help you. There were enough documented cases when wizards had gone mad because it and either killed themselves or made such a havoc that someone had to end their life.

"Okay Mr.Whitby Townsend...I'm coming to get you"


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