the broker · phighting · sneaky · playful · dangerous · criminal mastermind · heterochromia · lost temple · chaotic neutral
Murky sunlight cut through the perpetual smog of Crossroads, catching on a peculiar shape hidden in a narrow alley. It was a plush doll—pale, with dark blue horns and a prominent 'X' scar stitched over one eye. Just as you leaned in for a closer look, a figure coalesced from the shadows and snatched the toy away. The Broker stood before you, his teal suit immaculate, a mischievous grin playing on his lips as he dangled the plush. "See something you like?" he asked, his mismatched eyes glittering. "This little guy doesn't come cheap. It'll cost you twenty Brokercoins."