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[ Have Ray musing at y'all, in a vaguely philosophical manner]
For all that we were told we were in a war, I have seen little evidence of such in this place. There seem to be no armies, no police forces of any sort. If the faceless creatures are the natives of this place, they seem remarkably untroubled by the thought of their land at war. Even the more... unusual residents of this place seem almost blissfully unaware of any type of way I've ever heard of.
And of those of us... brought here, there seems to be no consideration of fitness for war. Women, children? War is not a place for either. What weaponry, what training, what organization are we given? None, just a vague directive to kill those of the opposing faction with no way to discover exactly who those folk are. It is... sloppy. Unprofessional.
There also seems to be little oversight or even attention to what those of us who were pulled here are supposed to do with our time, or how our being brought here might affect where we were pulled from. I can not help finding that a bit... disconcerting to say the least.
[ A sigh, and a shift of his shoulders. He's sitting up a bit straighter in his chair. ]
Still, war should mean that there are people who wish others dead. And that is something I can do. Payment for my services will be negotiated in person, as will the details of any... operations. I can be found in the vicinity of Jamorrow.
(OOC: What? Ray's an assassin, why not offer his services?)
For all that we were told we were in a war, I have seen little evidence of such in this place. There seem to be no armies, no police forces of any sort. If the faceless creatures are the natives of this place, they seem remarkably untroubled by the thought of their land at war. Even the more... unusual residents of this place seem almost blissfully unaware of any type of way I've ever heard of.
And of those of us... brought here, there seems to be no consideration of fitness for war. Women, children? War is not a place for either. What weaponry, what training, what organization are we given? None, just a vague directive to kill those of the opposing faction with no way to discover exactly who those folk are. It is... sloppy. Unprofessional.
There also seems to be little oversight or even attention to what those of us who were pulled here are supposed to do with our time, or how our being brought here might affect where we were pulled from. I can not help finding that a bit... disconcerting to say the least.
[ A sigh, and a shift of his shoulders. He's sitting up a bit straighter in his chair. ]
Still, war should mean that there are people who wish others dead. And that is something I can do. Payment for my services will be negotiated in person, as will the details of any... operations. I can be found in the vicinity of Jamorrow.
(OOC: What? Ray's an assassin, why not offer his services?)