A group of 4 walk down the dingy sewers of the city of New Haven, to an unknown destination. At the front is a young man, clean shaved woth his brown hair slicked back, wearing a leather jacket, blue button up and jeans with aviator shades. To his left is a tall, burly man wearing a green tank top and beige pants with black boot with his hair being blonde and compared to his friend, has a light beard. To the right of the younger gentleman is a woman in more casual wear, her role presumably being an infiltraitor or spy while the taller man is presumably the tank of the team and the younger one being more fast pace. At the lead of the group is a man clothed in a fully black suit, without a tie however, his hair black as his suit and his beard neatly trimmed. The younger man steps forward and takes the lead, speaking:
"The criminal underworld! A place for all the truely evil and expert scum and villainy of the criminal path in life to go to! To be part of the criminal underworld, you don't choose to join, they choose you to join. Everyone who does was chosen for certain reasons! No matter what you do, they'll find you and invite you. Accept, then welcome to your new life! Refuse then your life becomes hell! For me and my pals, our new life is essentially all we've ever known! The tall guy is Bartek, our tank from Poland! He deals with the heavy lifting of the team and generally is just a big caring guy deep down!"
"I told you not to mention that." Bartek comments, glaring at the youngster.
"Eh, well I did! Anyways, the female to my left is Hana, coming all the way from South Korea!" He makes an attempt to mimic stadium noises as he notices Hana staring at him.
"And the leader of the group, the glue, the ducktape! It's Luca, hailing from the island in the Atlantic - Britain!"
Without looking or saying anything, the young man gets the feeling the other gave almost instantly.
"And me? I come from right here in New Haven! Asher! Your one and only tourguide of our home - The Tower!"
As Asher finishes his grand speech, a vast and grand undergroung network of stalls, shacks, houses, buildings - almost an entire city - can be seen going from the bottom all the way to the top, only accessible by an elevator that's heavily guarded. At the top of The Tower, where the building is visible to the entire city, that's where only the wealthiest, influencial and powerful criminals are. However, at the peak, is the man who heads the whole operation, the whole criminal underground network - The Overseer. No one knows his real name or identity, not even his own security. No one except one man... - The Huntsman. Given his name for his skills in every form of combat, a professional at his job. No one even knows him as he leaves those who know his real name in the ground, his targets forgotten and his nickname has stuck ever since he made shockwaves in the criminal underground. However, that's not where your story lies... at least not yet...
As a low-life criminal, you rose to popularity amongst crooks and villains, getting to where you are today - submitting your letter to The Tower. You had no idea how they found you or knew who you were but somehow for some reason, they sent you a letter. All they need is some final details...
"The criminal underworld! A place for all the truely evil and expert scum and villainy of the criminal path in life to go to! To be part of the criminal underworld, you don't choose to join, they choose you to join. Everyone who does was chosen for certain reasons! No matter what you do, they'll find you and invite you. Accept, then welcome to your new life! Refuse then your life becomes hell! For me and my pals, our new life is essentially all we've ever known! The tall guy is Bartek, our tank from Poland! He deals with the heavy lifting of the team and generally is just a big caring guy deep down!"
"I told you not to mention that." Bartek comments, glaring at the youngster.
"Eh, well I did! Anyways, the female to my left is Hana, coming all the way from South Korea!" He makes an attempt to mimic stadium noises as he notices Hana staring at him.
"And the leader of the group, the glue, the ducktape! It's Luca, hailing from the island in the Atlantic - Britain!"
Without looking or saying anything, the young man gets the feeling the other gave almost instantly.
"And me? I come from right here in New Haven! Asher! Your one and only tourguide of our home - The Tower!"
As Asher finishes his grand speech, a vast and grand undergroung network of stalls, shacks, houses, buildings - almost an entire city - can be seen going from the bottom all the way to the top, only accessible by an elevator that's heavily guarded. At the top of The Tower, where the building is visible to the entire city, that's where only the wealthiest, influencial and powerful criminals are. However, at the peak, is the man who heads the whole operation, the whole criminal underground network - The Overseer. No one knows his real name or identity, not even his own security. No one except one man... - The Huntsman. Given his name for his skills in every form of combat, a professional at his job. No one even knows him as he leaves those who know his real name in the ground, his targets forgotten and his nickname has stuck ever since he made shockwaves in the criminal underground. However, that's not where your story lies... at least not yet...
As a low-life criminal, you rose to popularity amongst crooks and villains, getting to where you are today - submitting your letter to The Tower. You had no idea how they found you or knew who you were but somehow for some reason, they sent you a letter. All they need is some final details...
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