You wake in a cell with a debilitating hangover and a wicked case of the what-the-hell-did-I-do-last-nights. What starts as a night in the slammer for a bar-fight turns into a trumped-up charge of bova rustling and now you face hard time in the Badlands without the benefit of a trial. Siral knows what actually went down and can prove it. Too bad he didn't get picked up with the rest of you.
You wake in a cell with a debilitating hangover and a wicked case of the what-the-hell-did-I-do-last-nights. What starts as a night in the slammer for a bar-fight turns into a trumped-up charge of bova rustling and now you face hard time in the Badlands without the benefit of a trial. Siral knows what actually went down and can prove it. Too bad he didn't get picked up with the rest of you.
Despite a disastrous tour last cycle, Hlomb's favorite diva, H'terse Mk'bewbay, is on the road again. You've accepted a gig as her bodyguards, despite a notoriously high turnover rate. This leg of her tour includes stops from Portus Ketar to the foothills of the Syne, the very heart of Torgk country. Hope you get to enjoy the show...
Despite a disastrous tour last cycle, Hlomb's favorite diva, H'terse Mk'bewbay, is on the road again. You've accepted a gig as her bodyguards, despite a notoriously high turnover rate. This leg of her tour includes stops from Portus Ketar to the foothills of the Syne, the very heart of Torgk country. Hope you get to enjoy the show...
While you may not exactly be card-carrying members of HEToP (Hlombans for the Ethical Treatment of Puddinbellies,) the buggers ARE mighty cute. Not to mention the cash offered by the worshippers of Huldahn who have hired you to stop the wholesale slaughter of the largest colony of the cuddly little suckers ever found. Things get interesting when the entrance to an ancient sacred cave system full of pre-Ustionic runes is discovered.
While you may not exactly be card-carrying members of HEToP (Hlombans for the Ethical Treatment of Puddinbellies,) the buggers ARE mighty cute. Not to mention the cash offered by the worshippers of Huldahn who have hired you to stop the wholesale slaughter of the largest colony of the cuddly little suckers ever found. Things get interesting when the entrance to an ancient sacred cave system full of pre-Ustionic runes is discovered.
While you may not exactly be card-carrying members of HEToP (Hlombans for the Ethical Treatment of Puddinbellies,) the buggers ARE mighty cute. Not to mention the cash offered by the worshippers of Huldahn who have hired you to stop the wholesale slaughter of the largest colony of the cuddly little suckers ever found. Things get interesting when the entrance to an ancient sacred cave system full of pre-Ustionic runes is discovered.
While you may not exactly be card-carrying members of HEToP (Hlombans for the Ethical Treatment of Puddinbellies,) the buggers ARE mighty cute. Not to mention the cash offered by the worshippers of Huldahn who have hired you to stop the wholesale slaughter of the largest colony of the cuddly little suckers ever found. Things get interesting when the entrance to an ancient sacred cave system full of pre-Ustionic runes is discovered.
You're an old hand at the safari game. The pay's good and the risk isn't all that bad as long as the customers follow the rules. This group is bigger than usual though, with lots of guides and a few Nehroxin "royalty" as the hunters. What should be a routine binocerous hunt goes to hell when one of the hunt-happy Nehroxin spots chueba; rare, ferocious and forbidden. Good hunting, hope the trophy is worth the price...
You and your band of "entrepreneurs" are smuggling especially potent sylogs from the Cruetus Moors to the docks of Portus Ketar. For medicinal purposes of course. Not only do you have to avoid the law, you also have to avoid or discourage highwaymen and possibly Torgk (they do love their sylogs). Along the ride you'll have to figure out how to keep your live cargo alive .... and quiet.