THE IMPERIAL CITY, CRANE BAY

Twilight upon the Imperial City, as the sun would turn a reddish hue as it began to set. Above in the skies, the moon would slowly become more visible and rise into the night as it had for the last nine centuries since it appeared in the skies. The stars would shimmer, the planets faintly visible among them.

This is New Meru, the Imperial City, and capitol of the Meruvian Empire. A nation as advanced as any could reach, covering the massive island continent once known long ago as the Blessed Isle and sitting at the center of Creation. The elites reign, but the people thrive, and the cogs of the world turn.

The world does not often see the truth that hides behind the flickering lights and glimmer. The history the world knows is a lie built upon a grain of the truth, buried beneath an engineered record of what has happened, and what is happening.

Some know the truth. Some seek the truth.

And the truth would see itself free.



The night is darkest before the Sun rises...

Ah, the smell of chemicals, blood, and fresh pizza rolls. Another day of experimenting and patching up the occasional wound, the underground medical business was steady as ever, but it was simply a means to an end.

Flowing over to the entrance, Aeryn would tap the burly beastman twice on the shoulder before heading over to the clinic's living quarters.
"Alright, Doc's closing up, you tell your buddies to take their wounded and chromeheads elsewhere for now, life-death situations only."

It was time for the hacker to take a look at the state of things, and sniff about for potential pursuers.
Logging in... Welcome Viril
Search: Active Hostile Investigations...

[Private to GM: 19:44, Today: Aeryn rolled 3 successes using 8d10 with the White Wolf Exalted system with a target of 7.  int+lore, computer search check.]

Hundreds of stories above the streets, Dr. Cale gazed coldly down at the streets of Meru.

Her new office had just been renovated & the smell of fresh paint & new carpet hung in the air.

It was an unwelcome reprieve from the rest of the facility, much of which was still worse from wear. A sizable part of the skyscraper was still in the midst of repairs from the fires. Her office was now the only part of the building that did not smell of ash & stagnant water long left from the firehoses. She strangely missed those smells, now. They gave her a macabre comfort, a sense of urgency that drove her on.

She had a lot to repair in the company she helped create. Reputations needed to be upheld. Old scores settled. Old debts paid. A cooked smile spread on her face. Why wait?

She looked down at the streets, at the glowing lights of the many cars. They flowed through the streets of Meru. It reminded her of blood.

She gazed at a particular seedy piece of the city. It was time to make a visit.

The lights in the office flicked. The doctor was no longer there.

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There is a firm ringing of the door bell of Aeryn’s clinic.