Explosive Fundamentals

"Hey, do you really think this is going to work?" asked A-Killa. The lifestyle player was being dragged away by a bunch of thugs. The gangs had been pushed to the outskirts of the city, to the southern warehouse district, where the constant building by the Supreme had created a complicated maze.

"I only want money. You give me money," the man demanded. His voice was as strange as his smell. A-Killa found himself powerless to prevent being kidnapped. The mission he had been on required him to identify a rare herb and create a new potion from it. This was the test that would have awarded him shop rights from the NPC who previously owned it. To his dismay, it turned out to be a front for a drug ring.