Dragon: The Embers Core Book - MrGone's Character Sheets

Chapter Two: Character
(Full-Page art needed. A picture of Cameron in an office, with a spider-web fractured
shot-glass in her hand would work well)
“Do you mind explaining to me why a blood-sweating psychotic had this card in his
pocket?” Cameron flicked the paste-board rectangle towards the desk. It landed face up, a
picture of a blazing dragon adorned it alongside an address. The Squire of Hearts.
“That guy tried to kill me, you know. I suppose you hired him?” The luxurious office
chair swiveled around, revealing Frank Gringham.
“Don’t do that, that’s totally lame,” Cameron commented. “I’m afraid I had to. I so
rarely get the chance to play the big-shot anymore.” The whole office was made up to be classy,
but it was really a dingy pit. The chair was pleather, the books cardboard boxes and the desk
plywood.
“Mister McGregor and I had a bargain… a sort of mutual blackmail that kept each other
in check. Now that he’s out of the picture, I can get back to business.” Frank’s lips receded,
revealing a sinister grin of pearl-white teeth. He leaned back smugly in his chair.
“You know, your office is sort of pathetic. For a guy as rich and famous as you, I
thought I’d see, like, plasma television sets or something.” Cameron was feeling pretty good
about herself.
“Ah, but this isn’t my office.”
“What?”
Frank pitched the glass of brandy at Cameron. Catching it, she sent fractures up its
edges and shattered it in a mess of alcohol and broken glass. But when she looked back, Frank
was gone. And then she noticed the ticking.
“Oh shit.”
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