Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190327223159/@comment-5583506-20190329170952

"Not many", she lamented. "And we grow fewer with every year. Mishaps on assignments, and of course there's the hunting factor counting into it. Criminal syndicates pay well for information of our hideouts, to narrow down potential threats. I'd reckon there are probably less than a hundred of us left, spread all over the continent. Back home in the Commonwealth there's me, my parents, my cousin Philip, Overseer Ridgemont, Jacob Sprenger and Henry Kramer, our craftsmen. As for the rest..."

She raised her shoulders. "I don't know. They could be dead for all I know."