9-102: Pristine Wardenate Headquarters
Everyone is ushered down a short corridor and into a spartan office.
The Duty Warden is a tall woman with iron-grey hair who is handsome rather than pretty.
“Vizier. What do you need?”
Dicard goes on to describe the need to locate one Willard Argyle, H-193780-ND-TLA-98-003-F and wants to know whether the Wardens have any leads on them.
You can give me a roll for Dicard please.
Does Oliver wish to add or do anything?
Dicard rolls a 10.
Oliver will wait until the conversation dies down or the Duty Warden is fiddling with a PDA before quietly mentioning to Dicard that Chris, being the muscle might need to fuel his body soon if he’s to be much help today.