Alright, y'all, suit up. We've got a mission and we gotta handle it quickly.
You'll get your briefing on the plane or whatever.
Hey, I gotta leave town for a few days or so. Try not to have too much fun trouble without me.
[Attached Picture from Aranea]
Ralph Argent, also known as the Wraith. Twelve-A enchanter, led a smuggling ring of broad scope and numbers which operated throughout the Related Worlds, trading in weapons, restricted magical ingredients, andbutcheredless savory items. He was recently observed in company with the unfortunately named Zemo of whom I believe Dr. Simmons may have some knowledge. They appear to be working directly at the behest of our friends on Titan.I dearly hopeIt may simply a case of mistaken identity, but it does make sense for those with an interest in profiting off the Related Worlds to engage someone who has made a living doing just that. He ought to have been in prison without his magic, but timelines are fickle things. Certainly a man with such a fate awaiting him at home might be amenable to an offer such as a powerful corporation could make.
Some threads shouldn't be pulled.
[...]Bollocks.I can't even come up with an implausible excuse at the moment. I shall be off planet for a week or two.
What did you do?
I shouldYou ought to
[...added later...]
May I ask a rather foolish indulgence?
We have lead, could be our missing friend. I'm getting us a transport. Be ready.