conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Tishlin: The dusty workbenches you have come to know in this old warehouse have been cleared today and laid out with a selection of local maps, trinkets and devices of unfathomable complexity. The room is buzzing with a subtle sense of activity and purpose. Never before has this safehouse felt so much a hub of business. Tishlin has always done well to maintain an air of numb indifference to the whole process, but today is a reminder of just why you have remainedin constant contact with this particular post of operations. You were promisied benifits, and here the first one comes. Your first delivery for Special Circumstances. And there he is, Wing: the Emissary.
  
  Wing is every bit what you had expected. Magnificent. The white-blonde hair, androgynous face and easy air of ability. There are rumours that he was born adjusted, not modified at a later date by psionic surgeons like other gentry. It is said that he was the first one to receive the new implants and again the first to have them removed. Captain of every revolution and idol of every fashion, Wing is a legend in Ilfjord. And there he is.
  
  With him have come a dwarf, vaguely recognisable as a public figure, carrying a package and a young man, equally fine in feature but infinitely less grand. Wing makes an obvious fuss at the dwarf's every move, adjusting the package and eventually removing it from the dwarf altogether and handing it to the young man. There's a hustle of conversation about the group but none of it filters accross to your table of operatives.
  
  Tishlin throws himself into a chair next to you all and barks with an all encompassing gesture. The small crowd of dignitaries at the other end of the room pay little attention.
  
   Welcome all, welcome. We won't keep you gents long. Mr Wing, here, has a package or two he wants delivered. If you manage the first, then the second should be a dawdle. You all know what's being offered here so let's not mess around. 
  
  Tishlin looks steadily at you all in turn. His respect long since earned he is now returning to you the chance to earn his. His word is worth more than any other operative in the recruitment of new members to Special Circumstances, and his affiliation to the Harpers is widely known, if never publically acknowledged.
  
   Wing has taken on a child as an apprentice, and you are to deliver them to their first institution of education safely and without it being an "event". Discretion here and in every element is absolutely key. Mr Wing himself cannot be seen to be directly involved. There are... elements at work that maybe problematic should the purpose of this little  sortie  be discovered. Coupled with what is an inevitable war with Kelar and possibly even Pelsh... yes war, I know it might be a minor shock to some of you, but it is the way of things. We cannot, as a city or as a nation abide the daily insult of our westerly neighbours. Any questions before I take you to the maps? 
  
  [OOC can I have 2 d20 rolls each please at this point and a character description for the other players]