Remnants of Johnny's boys,

Are you displaced and unemployed, wishing for the good old days, or sick of moping around without a Johnny Dimes in your life? Want to fix that? It's easy, shitpile. A payrolled position waits for the biggest, toughest motherbitches, where you will be beholden to nobody but me. You will walk the streets, show muggers and thieves who's the boss, you will stomp out enemy invaders from within and without, like them ratfaces and the robots as well as Watchies, Spellguard and other pissant Uppers. If illithid, drow or googly eyed freaks show up at our doorstep, you and me will kick them out. Talk to me on one of my patrols.

Tommy Ten-irons, Golden Merc

((NPCs will be payrolled, PCs will not be.))