Episode One: New Taste

Before the two rookies can continue any further, the door is swept open by Isabelle, looking somewhat frazzled with laptop in hand. "Sorry I'm late! Minor diagnostic error which created- Y'know what it doesn't matter." Taking a seat at the end she notices the new members Good, everyone is here. Lets just jump right into it. Hitting a few keystrokes and spins her laptop around, displaying the now subdued goblinoids.

"First thing: Good work out there team! A successful operation with only one casualty! I think the director is pleased too, because he has decided this case will be handled solely by our team. Primary objective is uncovering where these weapon shipments are going, who else is involved, and what this "Dream Lord" character is. The civilian hasn't been questioned yet, and Ulgrik has so far been unresponsive. Whats our next move?" Spinning her laptop back around, the sound of typing fills the air.

With the meeting suddenly adjourned Isabelle holds the door open for Kolinahr "Follow me, I'll take you to the interrogation room." Following close behind she takes you past the cafeteria, down a flight of stairs, and along the security checkpoint to the holding cells. You are of course cleared for entry, and find yourself looking at Ulgrik from the other side of a two-way mirror. Limbs restrained to a steel chair, his eyes are closed as a bright ceiling light clearly illuminates the small holding cell. An orc who stands guard by the entrance gives you a small nod upon your arrival, placing herself in front of a security monitor overlooking the interrogation room. "He's a tough one." She says plainly, lighting a cigarette.

"Doesn't speak a word, just stares coldly at everyone. I'm certain he will attempt an escape the first chance he gets, you can see it in his eyes. I don't recommend talking to his partner either, alot angrier, we had to give him a sedative. " Isaelle's tone is nonchalant, as if she's dealt with this scenario before.

"Good plan, doubt he'd be anymore willing to talk to someone he can't see."

Cole while goblins aren't known to attack innocents, you recall several incidents in the past decade involving goblinoids and petty crime. Notably: theft of jewelry or other such valuables, which would be sold through various black markets. Most goblins or even hobgoblins who are caught claim to pursue illegal activities in hopes of rising above others in some way, ultimately craving power.

Not far from the holding cells Rodrigo and Prowl enter the quarantine zone. It is here civilians who came into contact with the supernatural are placed for evaluation and possible integration, depending on the level of exposure they have experienced. Similarly outfitted with a hidden room for Lock members to spectate a subject through video monitors, the holding room in view looks much more inviting, modeled after a hospital room. The elderly civilian in question is lying on a bed with eyes half open, clean bandages adorning his body.


A lone halfling sporting a lab coat inhabits the room, smiling when you enter. "Oh good, you're here. He's stable, the goodberries and nurse personnel made sure of that. Only problem is whether he's still a Joe or not, though I suppose we're about to find out right?" He gives a thumbs-up.