Who: Dr. Orpheus, OPEN
When: Afternoon of Tuesday, February 16
Where: A random street corner in downtown Sector 4
Summary: Dr. Orpheus is tired of people misunderstanding what he does. With that in mind, he created
an informational pamphlet and is ready for some awareness raising.
Warnings: None to begin with. Warnings will be added if something especially profane, violent or sexy happens. I…don't know how I feel about something sexy happening to Orpheus.
Orpheus had never done something quite like this before. To try to calm his nervousness, he surveyed his supplies. The folding table and chairs he had acquired were a bit rickety, but they would do the job. As long as no one leaned too heavily on the table. That nice printer who had helped him with his business cards had been willing to barter two boxes of glossy pamphlets for a little after-dark protection. He straightened the cardboard sign he had taped to the front of the table. In flowing script, it read, "Necromancy Awareness and Defense Society - What are you dying to know?" He frowned at the play on words. Was it really setting the right tone?
Oh well, it was time to get down to business. Orpheus grabbed a handful of pamphlets, stood tall and called out to the next passerby, "Would you like to learn more about necromancy?"