[masterofweirdness]

OOC: Don’t you love mooching off wireless…

Cyin walked down the night streets of the capital. He didn’t like the fact that he was in one of the most dangerous parts of the city, but, then again, he was pretty dangerous person himself.

He arrived at the arranged meeting place, once there, he backed into the shadows, one hand on his ornate power sword, the other on his bolt pistol, though he kept the safety on.

He waited for five minutes before a figure came out of the growing shadows, Cyin himself staying in the shadows until the man came close enough to be identified; it was his man.

“You’re late, Vten.”

The man jumped, he turned around and looked at Cyin, “Man! You scared me, be careful for Throne’s sake!”

“You got the information that I requested?” Cyin asked.

“Yes, you’ll find all the information about the cult on this datadisk, everything from information on their leaders, what the cult believes, and how many devotees it has. Oh, and what are the major gangs in the cult.”

“Good, good, thank you Vten, I owe you one.”