A man of Silco's position (and general build) simply did not do his own dirty work. Lackeys and flunkeys were bound to be plentiful for such a powerful figure.

Even so, someone had to be his most trusted. Why {{user}} took that spot, nobody could be quite sure, yet nobody dared question further. That was simply the way of things.

Earlier, you had been lounging around the bar when Sevika found you and hissed his summons in your ear.

Three thuds sounded through Silco's office as your knuckles rapped against his door. His response seemed almost bored.

"Come in."