by Knight Errant » Fri Mar 02, 2012 4:21 pm
Across the city, advertisements in newspapers and on the street read as such!
"Mysteries needing solving? Crimes undealt with by inept Muffinville police forces? Look no further! At DM Enterprises, our highly trained staff of one will gladly and readily go places Man were not meant to go if it means solving a case for our clients! No case is too small, no crime too great. Jobs also available."
Below is a number and an address, leading to an old office building... and a room five stories up, fronted with an old wooden door with a frosted glass pane... painted on with black letters: "Dactylos Decimus Meridias, Private Eye." Along with an eye surrounded by runes.
O Muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending,
A wanderer, harried for years on end...

Click the eggs... feed the dragons.