Balthazar:  You’re a GM, are you not?

Dreadnought:  That’s right. Why do you ask?

Balthazar:  I’ll cut to the chase, I have a proposition to make.

Dreadnought:  I hope it’s nothing about items, because they’ve got tighter security here than most think.

Balthazar:  Don’t be stupid, I *make* my own items.

Dreadnought:  And I don’t do power-leveling.

Balthazar:  It looks to me like you’re the one in need of leveling up.

Dreadnought:  Is that a challenge?

Balthazar:  More like a proposition.

Dreadnought:  Proposition for what?  I’m the strongest around here.

Balthazar:  Not in the real world, you aren’t.  God knows how long you’ve been slaving in content.  And it looks like no one appreciates your GM wonders.

Dreadnought:  And I don’t think you can do anything about that.

Balthazar:  That’s a little too presumptuous.  Don’t you think?

Dreadnought:  Humor me.

Balthazar:  Let’s just say I know some people inside who would do my bidding.

Dreadnought:  I’m listening.

Balthazar:  Before that, track for me the players who have Dagon or Onslaught in their inventory.  Get that for me and we’ll talk.

Private Message Logs
Excerpt from the Chronicles of the First Generation
8th day of the 6th moon