The Forgotten Sea
An information broker?”_ “the behold-” _“large luigi. damn bastard. he’ll probably extort us some gold for you,”_ said rust, taking a sip. on the opposite side, steelhorn sniffed the liquid before he removed a frontal plate covering his mouth.
Collecting the Bounty
“information broker by the moniker of ‘beet red al’,” the bartender said, lowering his tentacles one by one, “if anyone knows about jidus t.’s whereabouts and doesn’t mind getting on his bad side, al will know. for the right price, that is.”
Howl #1: Run Wild
He took out his own phone and found the contact address for an information broker known only as envoy. he'd made use of their services a time or two as many often did.
You Will Hear a Bird Fall Ch.3: The Wound
He didn’t let on too much, but it was an open secret he could be an information broker when needed. you said, “he’s trouble.” “you pick up any of his thoughts?” i asked, forgetting that you could do that. “wait, you can pull a grock, kestrel?”
Progression
Still, the money was not something he could argue with, and sought tips from the information brokers around the dirt palace.
The Windsar Adventures Part 9: Split the Party
Nevertheless, all touchstones were seasoned adventurers themselves before becoming information brokers, and are also now at the center of a web of contacts, many of whom are also seasoned adventurers.
Little hero and little thief, opposites of each other, but what if they are secretly family?
The two had met in a very strange way, because while konga was finding a place to hide in the slums he had escaped to from a heist gone wrong, he had stumbled upon para's house, who was living in seclusion as an information broker.
Prowler's Log: The Story of the Shadow Runners: Entries 201 through 243
Entry 201 Grrrowl, they’re driving me insane! “Remain calm and focus on relaxing.” That’s the problem they’re forcing me to relax. “Perhaps you should choose a different program. I am only here to help you relax and achieve inner peace.” I...
Princess of Beasts: Part Two
\*\*\*\*\* Chapter Fifteen \*\*\*\*\* Executor Harliss sat behind her expansive, ebony desk, inspecting the final cartridge in a long line. Though the Golden Union provided her ship the finest ammunition, she refused to load a single round into her...