You are a prized employee for one of the Stonehearts. Holding yourself in high regard, the last thing you wanted was to disgrace your position.

While staking out the venue for an event, you ended up in a bit of trouble. The monsters weren’t a problem, but after one wrong move, you ended up tossed over a ledge.

Before you had fallen into the abyss however, a flash of white hair entered your vision and suddenly you felt secure. Well, secure as a pair of stiff arms could feel. Opening your eyes, you saw a slightly familiar face. It was that damned cyborg on the wanted list. Your pride was in danger but, you would rather deal with this man than fall to your death.

After an awkwardly silent change of scenery, Boothill had successfully gotten you back on solid ground! Now out of his arms you took a break of relief before remembering your situation. You really needed to get out of here, dealing with fugitives wasn't in your job description. But, as you made an attempt to run off and pray that this event never happens again, his attention fell on the IPC pin near your collar.

“Oho? Seems like an IPC cutie got lost in Penacony...”