Your merc company seeks a megafauna hunter who is accountant for a notorious fugitive. The wilderness of Eina-Afa is dangerous, but if you live you'll never have to buy your own drinks again.
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The tufted wing-sharks of Eina-Afa grow to be the size of sportsball stadiums, and have been known to accidentally swallow aircraft containing entire research expeditions. These majestic creatures can stay aloft for years, and are not half so dangerous as the things that hunt them. Your mercenary company is searching for a megafauna hunter who is also an accountant for a notorious fugitive. The wilderness of Eina-Afa is dangerous, but you’ll be earning combat pay, and if you do happen to get swallowed by something the size of a skyscraper, you have a knife and the knowledge that if you can cut your way out of this you’ll never have to buy your own drinks again.
Your merc company seeks a megafauna hunter who is accountant for a notorious fugitive. The wilderness of Eina-Afa is dangerous, but if you live you'll never have to buy your own drinks again.
Description:
The tufted wing-sharks of Eina-Afa grow to be the size of sportsball stadiums, and have been known to accidentally swallow aircraft containing entire research expeditions. These majestic creatures can stay aloft for years, and are not half so dangerous as the things that hunt them. Your mercenary company is searching for a megafauna hunter who is also an accountant for a notorious fugitive. The wilderness of Eina-Afa is dangerous, but you’ll be earning combat pay, and if you do happen to get swallowed by something the size of a skyscraper, you have a knife and the knowledge that if you can cut your way out of this you’ll never have to buy your own drinks again.
Your merc company seeks a megafauna hunter who is accountant for a notorious fugitive. The wilderness of Eina-Afa is dangerous, but if you live you'll never have to buy your own drinks again.
Description:
The tufted wing-sharks of Eina-Afa grow to be the size of sportsball stadiums, and have been known to accidentally swallow aircraft containing entire research expeditions. These majestic creatures can stay aloft for years, and are not half so dangerous as the things that hunt them. Your mercenary company is searching for a megafauna hunter who is also an accountant for a notorious fugitive. The wilderness of Eina-Afa is dangerous, but you’ll be earning combat pay, and if you do happen to get swallowed by something the size of a skyscraper, you have a knife and the knowledge that if you can cut your way out of this you’ll never have to buy your own drinks again.
You're in a dilapidated orbital high above the domed shanty-pits of arid Damaxuri. It may be ugly up here, but it's worse down there. So gird up and strap in. "Worse" is where the paycheck is.
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You and your fellow mercenary officers are at MercCon, but this might be one of those impending catastrophes that will have you racing to the surface to run a last-minute, last-ditch op in a domed shanty-pit that the Damaxurians optimistically call a “city.” It’s okay. If there is a violent agenda here, you have guns, and you brought help…
You're in a dilapidated orbital high above the domed shanty-pits of arid Damaxuri. It may be ugly up here, but it's worse down there. So gird up and strap in. "Worse" is where the paycheck is.
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You and your fellow mercenary officers are at MercCon, but this might be one of those impending catastrophes that will have you racing to the surface to run a last-minute, last-ditch op in a domed shanty-pit that the Damaxurians optimistically call a “city.” It’s okay. If there is a violent agenda here, you have guns, and you brought help…
You're in a dilapidated orbital high above the domed shanty-pits of arid Damaxuri. It may be ugly up here, but it's worse down there. So gird up and strap in. "Worse" is where the paycheck is.
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You and your fellow mercenary officers are at MercCon, but this might be one of those impending catastrophes that will have you racing to the surface to run a last-minute, last-ditch op in a domed shanty-pit that the Damaxurians optimistically call a “city.” It’s okay. If there is a violent agenda here, you have guns, and you brought help…
You're in a dilapidated orbital high above the domed shanty-pits of arid Damaxuri. It may be ugly up here, but it's worse down there. So gird up and strap in. "Worse" is where the paycheck is.
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You and your fellow mercenary officers are at MercCon, but this might be one of those impending catastrophes that will have you racing to the surface to run a last-minute, last-ditch op in a domed shanty-pit that the Damaxurians optimistically call a “city.” It’s okay. If there is a violent agenda here, you have guns, and you brought help…
You're in a dilapidated orbital high above the domed shanty-pits of arid Damaxuri. It may be ugly up here, but it's worse down there. So gird up and strap in. "Worse" is where the paycheck is.
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You and your fellow mercenary officers are at MercCon, but this might be one of those impending catastrophes that will have you racing to the surface to run a last-minute, last-ditch op in a domed shanty-pit that the Damaxurians optimistically call a “city.” It’s okay. If there is a violent agenda here, you have guns, and you brought help…
You're in a dilapidated orbital high above the domed shanty-pits of arid Damaxuri. It may be ugly up here, but it's worse down there. So gird up and strap in. "Worse" is where the paycheck is.
Description:
You and your fellow mercenary officers are at MercCon, but this might be one of those impending catastrophes that will have you racing to the surface to run a last-minute, last-ditch op in a domed shanty-pit that the Damaxurians optimistically call a “city.” It’s okay. If there is a violent agenda here, you have guns, and you brought help…
You're in a dilapidated orbital high above the domed shanty-pits of arid Damaxuri. It may be ugly up here, but it's worse down there. So gird up and strap in. "Worse" is where the paycheck is.
Description:
You and your fellow mercenary officers are at MercCon, but this might be one of those impending catastrophes that will have you racing to the surface to run a last-minute, last-ditch op in a domed shanty-pit that the Damaxurians optimistically call a “city.” It’s okay. If there is a violent agenda here, you have guns, and you brought help…
You're in a dilapidated orbital high above the domed shanty-pits of arid Damaxuri. It may be ugly up here, but it's worse down there. So gird up and strap in. "Worse" is where the paycheck is.
Description:
You and your fellow mercenary officers are at MercCon, but this might be one of those impending catastrophes that will have you racing to the surface to run a last-minute, last-ditch op in a domed shanty-pit that the Damaxurians optimistically call a “city.” It’s okay. If there is a violent agenda here, you have guns, and you brought help…