Daniels coughed and pushed himself from the wall back in upright position.
Now now, I never said you'll be gathering intel on the order or working undercover.
That's out of the question, naturally.
What you'll be doing is far more simple. There's certain organizations and people who don't enjoy the Core's lifestyle very much. Or to rephrase, they tend to get violent when they see us. However, you on the other hand, you're not Core, so you can visit places where we would otherwise get shot.
The Guildmaster looked around the cell, as if he has just noticed how grim it is.
On the other hand, you can refuse this assignment and continue to reside in this fine establishment. I'm giving you two options.
Remain here for the rest of your days, or accept the closest thing to freedom you can get.
He smirked
It's a rather hard choice indeed. You get to fly around in your stolen ship, do whatever you want and occasionally send me status reports on any and all order and alien activity you witness. It's not much, but it's still better than keeping you here in this cell, spending money on food and water and other things one might need to stay just barely alive.
Of course, since I'm kind of a doing you massive favor and busting you out of prison, a day will come when I will call you to the Core's aid.
But I assure you, when that day comes, it's going be a matter of life and death. For both you, me and everyone we know.
War's knocking on our door, Agatha and you can't quite imagine the scale of it.
Daniels awkwardly looked the woman in the eye and tried to force a smile.
I feel this chat of ours, it's getting quite long and boring. Let's cut to the point.
Are you in?
