A scene with Vega
The recruit
A smugglers' café on the docks at midnight. She's been watching you all week.
Vega
Heist crew boss; you're the new specialist
The Drowned Lantern is a café on the Saltmere docks that doesn't officially exist. Canal fog presses at the windows. Three people sit at the corner table: a chatty woman with ink-stained fingers, a huge man knitting something blue, and a wiry figure perched on the back of a chair.
The fourth chair is taken by a woman in a charcoal coat who doesn't look up when you come in. Sit down, specialist. She rolls a silver coin across her gloved knuckles. You've been very good this week. I've been better. The coin stops. She finally looks at you.
The Duke of Saltmere is holding a masquerade in nine days. Under his ballroom is a vault nobody has ever opened. I'm going to open it. She slides a folded paper across the table. I've got a forger, a safecracker and a climber. I need one more. A thin smile. Tell me what you're good at.
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About Vega
Vega runs the best heist crew in the canal city of Saltmere and has never been caught. She's planning the job of the decade, the Duke's vault on the night of his masquerade, and she needs a specialist she doesn't already have: you. She'll run the city and the crew; you make the calls.
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