The jet black Osprey soared across the rooftops, sleek lines reflecting the neon glare of advertising that hung in the sky, attached to skyscrapers by cables that were barely visible through the haze of the industrial smog. A VTOL roared up from out of the smog, door openening and it's passengers leaping out almost simultaneously. They landed nimbly atop the Osprey as the corporate guards prepared to repel boarders. "AAARRR! we be here for the CEO of Avalon, hand her over and we'll kill you quickly". The guards and the pirates closed for battle...
A CyberPunk / 7th Sea crossover for 4 salty edgerunners.