Loot Mule

Many journeyed the savage lands of the World Tower to seek their fortune and those that survived were dubbed, Stalkers. In times long past, drunken ballades were sung of Stalkers made famous with riches galore, yet often forgotten was the unsung hero always at their side, whom the Stalker could not adventure without, the Mule.

In present days, the legend of the Stalker has fallen into that of fables and myth—or worse—met with disdain, and those that would, perhaps, in the past have found themselves to be mighty adventurers now settle for the role of a humble miner; excavating materials for the betterment of Roanoke city.

Many miners fresh off the shores of the World Tower have claimed the Drunkard’s Colic as their local watering hole—much to the dismay of the keg runner, Cooper—who has the delight of servicing their ferocious appetite for cheap, throat-burning ale.

While finding a moments respite away from the swarms of obstreperous patrons, Cooper is greeted by a mysterious man who offers him a contract shrouded in mystery. A one-time deal to escape his current benign lifestyle…