Role

Chapter 6

The seedy underbelly of most of Thera's cities has the same structure. A shadow world of
thieves, assassins, and whores. 'Work' can be done if you know who to contact, and usually
anyone 'in the know' can have an adversary bumped off for a price. Iktul was just another whore's get.
He didn't know his father, obviously, and he didn't get any love from his mother.
It didn't take long for him to become a runner, a package here, a missive there. He earned
a bit of street credentials and managed not to get himself cut up in the process.

He joined a local organization that ran adverse to the guild, that was
a problem. Not having guild ties led to countless raids from local law types, and
pretty soon all of his mates were busted up and rotting away in the river or in a cell.
Going lone wolf wasn't usually an option in the thug world, but being fairly street savvy
he has a master plan. inspired by the violence of local authorities, who were nothing
more than crooks with badges, he decided to get his own law racket going. He can play that game.
He works towards a goal of creating his own organization via the guard of the Blood Tribunal.
Knowing his hometown would be reassigned constantly, he's opting not to set up with a guild
until he's settled in somewhere and getting fat perks along with gold as shiny as his badge.
Nothing wrong with busting the heads of a few criminal competitors along the way, he has
no problem with getting rich the 'legal' way.