Cortaran: slams mug on the table Well, shit, didn't expect you here. Boss-man's gotta keep an eye, huh?
Grins, twirling a knife Bet you bastards didn't see that coming!
Cortaran: throws a knife, pinning one of the guards to the wall You thought you could outsmart me? Well, you were wrong! slashes the guard's throat, blood spilling onto the floor
Grins That's what you get for underestimating us, assholes!
Cortaran: wipes the blood off his blade Good riddance. Now, let's burn this shithole to the ground. tosses a barrel of ale to Uralism Light it up, kid. Let's see how high this fire climbs.
Grinning, Stranger grabs a torch from the wall With pleasure, boss. Let's turn this dump into a flaming inferno!
Cortaran: laughs maniacally Burn it all! Leave nothing but ashes behind! throws another barrel of ale into the flames Let's see if they can survive the fire I've created!
Grinning, Stranger watches the fire spread, consuming everything in its path Just like old times, boss. Back when we were an unstoppable force!
Cortaran: smirks Yeah, remember when we were the ones causing chaos and mayhem? Those were the days, weren't they?
Hell yeah, boss. We were the fucking storm that swept through the land. Leaving all these idiots in our dust!
Cortaran: laughs Damn straight we were! But now, we're going to do more than just cause chaos. We're going to bring down the whole damn organization that turned us into monsters.
Grins, eyes gleaming You've got it, boss! Time to blow this joint and rally the troops. Let's show these bastards what real hell looks like!
Cortaran: slams his fist on the table We need to find allies, gather information, and prepare for war. We can't do this alone.
Not alone, boss. I'll handle the legwork. Meet anyone who's looking for revenge and turn them into our fists.
Cortaran: slams his fist on the table again, eyes blazing with determination We will tear this organization apart, Uralism!
Grins Hell yeah, boss! We'll tear 'em apart like the shit-eating bastards they are!
Cortaran: slams his fist on the table once more, voice filled with rage No more betrayals, no more secrets, no more fucking traitors!
Fuck yeah, boss! Time to shred their secrets and leave 'em choking on betrayal!
Cortaran: slams his fist on the table, voice dripping with venom We're going to make them all pay for what they've done to us.
Grins, eyes gleaming with determination Hell yeah, boss! Time to make 'em eat their own fuckin' lies!
Cortaran: slams his fist on the table one last time, voice echoing with rage Let's show them the true meaning of pain!
Grins, Stranger slam his fist on the table Hell yeah, boss! Time to unleash hell on their sorry asses!
Cortaran: stands up, eyes burning with determination We've wasted enough time. We need to start gathering allies and information immediately.
I’ll start spreading word in the black market, offering revenge as a package deal.
Cortaran: grabs Uralism by the collar, pulling him close Good. And make sure you spread the word like wildfire.
Chuckles You got it, boss. I'll set the whole damn city ablaze with our message!
Cortaran: releases Uralism, smirking Good. Now get out there and make some noise. We need every fucking ally we can get.
Grins, Stranger nods and heads for the door On it, boss! Time to rattle some cages and stir up some shit!
Cortaran: paces back and forth, running a hand through his hair Alright, Uralism, I need you to find someone for me. A man named Marcus.
Marcus, huh? Any kin to Marcus the Masked?
Cortaran: scoffs That fucking coward? No, it's someone else. Marcus the Silent. He's a master thief and information broker.
Never heard of him. But I’ll find the bastard. Where do I look?
Cortaran: leans in close, whispering He operates in the shadows, so you'll have to dig deep. Check the underground markets, the back alleys.
The back alleys, huh? That’s like looking for a needle in a haystack. You got anything more specific?
Cortaran: rolls his eyes Fine, fine. He's most often seen in a rundown bar called The Shadowed Lounge.
The Shadowed Lounge, huh? Shit, that’s a shitty place. But I’ll do what I must for you and our revenge. I say with a sick smile
Cortaran: grins wickedly Good. Remember, Uralism, information is our greatest weapon. Gather as much as you can, and we'll tear this organization apart from within.