Since I'm not really expecting you to roll skills in these little pre-game adventures, it is fine to get started before your character sheet is ready.
Ricka enters the temple to Athena, an almost nondescript building some 100 yards downhill from the huge temple to Zeus, and she wonders for a bit what the Parthenon, the temple to Athena in Athens, looks like.
A lot bigger than this, I'm guessing. She slips through the door in the back into the priests quarters, nodding to a semi-dozing priest as if she expected him and he should expect her. She didn't really believe it when Whyneks told her about the technique, but here it is, working like a charm.
She moves into the toilet facilities, one of the few places in upper Altis that smells as bad as all of The Dregs smells, and latches the door. Standing up on the back of the commode, she can just barely reach the top of the rafter where the drop is. She pulls down the note and frowns at the bite marks on it -- a mouse, or maybe even a rat. Under the deacon's tutelage she is getting much better at reading, but it still takes her a few minutes to work out what it says.
| | Concerned you've been made. There is some talk of a snitch in Vinefinger's crew, and I don't know of anyone else. If you think you're in trouble, go to Markos the Fat Chandler, passcode is "Don't trust the night sky."
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This message was last edited by the GM at 03:13, Wed 16 Mar 2022.