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The dimly lit basement reeked of raw meat and preserving agents. They were underneath a humble butcher's shop that doubled as a meeting place for members of the organization.

He had sent word out to his crew and to interested members about a meeting. Smoke wafted through the air.

My fellow Sczarni, he began with a grin that wrinkled up the scars on his face and exposed a shining gold tooth.

Here were are at the center of the world.

A silence hung in the air.

So much untapped opportunity and potential. And yet we sit here, resting on our laurels and awaiting the call of the Decemvirate.

He held up his hand against the coming objections.

Now, I know what you are all thinking. What about Guaril and the bosses?

He paused.

What about them? They will get their due, as is always done within the Family. And, of course, we will act only with their approval. But the time is now and Absalom is open ground.

I suggest that we keep our eyes and ears open for promising scores. And there is no reason for us to not get to work putting the locals in line. There is a lot of money to be made in this city and its anybody's game at this point.

But remember, don't make a move without the bosses' approval. The last thing we need is a war at the center of the world.

He relaxed and crossed his well muscled arms over a stocky chest. After lighting a cigar and taking a puff, he addressed everyone at the meeting with the hopes of getting feedback - and maybe a few leads.

What say you?

I'm looking to build a moneymaking operation here in Absalom for in between adventures. I'm also hoping to attract like minded individuals who are interested in participating in some kind of unofficial, mutually lucrative arrangement. I am open to ideas. Must be Sczarni affiliated or approved by a higher up within the Family.

Greetings fellow Pathfinders, fellow seekers, fellow people.

My name is Jitran and I would like to think that I am something of a scholar. But, unfortunately, my ideas, sound and relevant though they may be, have landed me into trouble more than once.

I have been laughed and shouted out of nearly every institution and center of learning at which I have spoken. And some places I dare not go for fear of being burned at the stake.

However, my intellectual integrity is more important to me than my professional reputation - otherwise, what is the point?

The Grand Lodge is my last hope for finding a sanctuary where the free exchange of ideas is permitted and where critical thinking trumps accepted 'truths' informed by tradition and 'common sense'.

Here are two examples of the sort of thinking that has alienated colleagues and pupils alike:

-In my home country of Galt, I gave a lecture in which I proposed that elves, orcs, and humans are a single species due to their ability to interbreed and produce viable offspring. My suggestion that the fundamental differences between these races is cultural rather than biological earned me the ire of my audience. Objects were thrown in my direction and the uproar forced me to leave in a hurry.

-I once spoke at a school in Andoran about the possibility that the gods are not supernatural. I proposed that 'divine' beings are, in reality, subject the same laws as you and I and may be studied just like a common mouse or reptile. My passion blinded me to the rolled eyes and chuckles throughout the talk, and I told myself that those who walked out had other obligations. Afterwards I was politely asked never to return.

Nonetheless, I remain optimistic and hope that the Grand Lodge will be more open minded and enlightened.

What do you think?

Please delete my account. Thanks.