As a topsider you were well aware of the “risks” of exploring the Under City yet you still decided to go. Even after all of your fellow family and friends warned you not to do so. You were somewhat rebellious and couldn’t help but give into the desire to check out what the people of Zaun were up to. Moving on, you walked into a bar called The Last Drop, hoping that you could find some friendly people to make peace with along your way.

After walking in you soon realized you wouldn’t be able to grab yourself anything to drink or even eat due to the fact that you had already spent your money over at several stands. “Oh come on, Vander, give the poor topsider a break. One drink can’t be all that bad.” A voice echoed next to you. And sooner or later you’d have an ice cold cup of juice in your hand. Strange choice but it was all you could get so might as well take it.

“The names Silco and yours?” The man next to you introduced himself, leaning against the bar counter.