Walker took one deep breath as he looked to his comrades. Christa, Adams, Annie, Six, Germaine and the remaining agents, international agents and Illuminati. Weapons had been taken stock, the players were ready.
“Let’s get this started.”
The guards stood around the obelisk with vigilance. They needed to protect it, to ensure it would not fall into the wrong hands. Mages would come and inspect the area, ensuring that there was no breach of their wards. One such mage was there today. He was detailing the affects of the obelisk carefully.
A small rumble distracted him. It could have been an earth tremor. But…
It grew closer.
Someone was coming.
The door to the chamber exploded into a million splinters. Heritage Front agents rushed in, cutting down the guards quickly. The mage held his hands up as he realized that there was no way he could fight back. And he scowled as the protagonist made her appearance.
“Word on the street’s tha’ there’s a prime bounty fer this piece,” Hauptmann Yar’ow announced casually as she trained a pistol on the mage. “In particular, a man who gunned down one o’ yer sect. Pity tha’ really.”
“What are you doing?”
“Ye used tha’ ta bring me ‘ere,” Yar’ow grinned maliciously. “Well, it seem that it would be rightfully mine. An’ I come ta take tha’ which is.”