Life had been good to the Reapers thus far. Sam Vimes was working his way up through the ranks of the Shankers and was becoming known as a man not to be crossed in the district. The Cleric of Morrow was helping fight the good fight and bringing light ot this dark city. Thalan was earning money from this adventuring lark and Gaunt's shop was taking off with new custom. Everyone in the party was happy, espcially Aoima who was a success as one of the attractions of the Lamp House and enjoying the company of elven kind in general, particulary Nestors.
It was then with some annoyance and worry that the Reapers after a pleasant evening out drinking returned to their offices to find them open, and inhabitted by some rather shady people.
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