"We hired you, because you are the best in your respective field. Behold." He says with a outstretched wave behind him. Your team walks through the no frill utilitarian concrete tunnel. Pipes and conduit fill the ceiling. The red painted lines on the steel plated walkway changed to slashing lines of yellow which indicate Danger.
You walk into a very large open concrete room. Scientific equipment are scattered and in varying states of use and disuse. Two large vulcan cannons are attached to the ceiling with robotic arms. The weapons aim at a shimmering pool of quicksilver inside an upright gold frame. The oval frame is 10 feet tall and 6 feet wide.
"Mirror, Mirror on the wall." The Man says with a smirk. "Did you know the many worlds theory is right? The proof is before you. Imagine having a gateway to an alternate earth. Imagine the discoveries. The very lucrative discoveries." The Man sits in an empty chair and points his finger at the mirror. "Move that mirror a nanometer, in any direction, and you're in a a different universe. Right now we have it trained on an underground temple. The doors have not been opened, and there is enough room to set up a base." He points now at the team. "Your job is to get into this new world. I don't care how you do it. Just do it.
The idea is for players to create 3rd level npc class, and arm them with whatever modern weapons you want while escaping a dungeon.
Unfortunately one of the team accidently bumped the mirror on the other side and none of you can return home. I will decide who is responsible, and only that person will know at the beginning of play.
There will be an opportunity to retrain into PF class
