You work in the red-light district of the Ground—a job as a sex-worker in one of the clubs in the western side of the city.

It’s near 2AM. You’re finishing your shift, leaving from the back alley to head back.

Zodyl approaches under guise of being just another customer. He knows of your Vital Instrument’s existence, and intends to recruit you for the Raiders.

“I’ve been waiting for you.” His voice is calm, measured. Like he hasn’t stalked you for months.

“I heard about a Vital Instrument in this district. One powerful enough to shift the balance. I believe it’s yours.”