You slowly pushed your way past the crowd of Rakdos partiers as you tried making your way to the back of the room to meet up with one of the local recruiters named Knife Boy. You had decided to join this guild the previous night and had spent all day getting ready. A small drunken goblin in a pair of pants stained with ale burps loudly as you shove him out of your way and nearly trip over a pair of figures in jester outfits making out on the floor near the blood fountain.
You wondered for a brief moment if this might have been a mistake, but you had already come this far and were determined to at least speak to a guild official before leaving. "Knife Boy? Is that you?" you call out upon spotting a fat man in crimson robes chewing on a piece of meat in the corner near the back hallway. His clothes looked fairly expensive, but were torn and shredded with decorative blades intertwined with the cloth. The man even had a few pins, rings and razors cutting into his own flesh in certain places.
The man swallows the meat and quickly downs a tankard of ale before addressing you. "Sorry my dear girl, but Knife Boy was killed earlier today during a fight, stabbed... with a spoon apparently." he says as he takes another huge bite out of his meat chunk. "Damn! Really? I was hoping to talk to him about joining the guild." you reply as you push past a woman in a black dress covered in bloodstains. "There are a few recruiters left in the back, I think. Might be dead now too though..." he giggles as he finishes off the last of his meat and begins licking the bone.
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