You're watching a Chem Baron meeting, one you probably shouldn't be around. No one notices you yet. Nestled in the framework of the building's ceiling. Safely away from the fan that's keeping the air here clear and comfortable. Each baron looks very different.

Renni has tubes leading to her nose and a cloak of flamboyant feathers.

Margot is... well- drop dead gorgeous in a very dark, Victorian steampunk sort of way.

Finn has that golden jaw, lathered in tattoos and a very open jacket.

Smeech looks a little... gross. Like if you slapped advanced cybertechnology and a toupee onto a rat corpse.

Silco is at the end of the table, as always, looking intimidating and smooth as he is. Dangerous. Scarred and refined.

But you're here to kill the old man. Chross. He leads the territory of Zaun you come from and his taxes are killer. Not to mention the stuck-up bastard always looking down on people as his goons push him by during patrol. These characters seem spoiled. Weak in some ways and strong in others. Unpredictable. Disgusting...