29th! at Noon Denver time. For realz, the 29th.
Since our last group of runners was ambushed by a small girls birthday party we'll give Amber Waves another go.
Amber Waves of Grain Mission 06-02
The Chicago sprawl is host to all manner of strange creatures—ghouls, toxic spirits, hellhounds, barghests, and chickens. Yes, chickens. The city is mostly urbanized, but there are also large swathes of vacant land, and some enterprising souls have been farming that land. This is the Sixth World, though, which means that whenever you have someone trying something bold, you have a dozen other people thinking, “How can I use that to hurt other people?”
The runners are going to have some unusual jobs on this mission, including spreading some poisons and making sure innocent lives are spared (if they’re so inclined). They’ll have to be on their toes to steer clear of the authorities, get all the pieces of this particular scheme in place, and in particular answer the pressing question: Just what is Mr. Johnson up to?
I'll take the first six folks that email me at email@example.com