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Bulbasaur
Interview Rancha the Breloom.
Interview Rapport: COMPLIANT
You find Rancha sitting at her lavish desk at the Southwarren Administration Building. She seems to be deep in thought, but with a look on her face that makes it appear like she's scheming or plotting revenge on someone or something. When she sees you arrive, she nods.
"Finally, someone that looks like they know what they're doing," Rancha smirks with a dark look in her eyes. "I swear, our town's police force is a joke and they haven't done a damnable thing since this whole catastrophe started."
You ask her about what she knows and she nods. It seems like she's had this information kept under wraps for a while now.
"Someone reported seeing... something at the Sunnytown Strip Mall," Rancha tells you. "I've gotten at least three complaint reports about that place and I sent one of my clerks down there to check it out. Next thing I know, I get a phone call about him ending up at the medical clinic after pissing himself. You ask me, that's Stalker-related without a doubt and one of those creepy taint wagons is using that pathetic place as a staging area to harass this whole town. The police don't want to check it out and I really question what the hell I'm paying them for."
"There's something else I've noticed around town, also," Rancha informs you. "Maybe you've seen it once or twice yourself. 553590. I thought it was a code at first but I'm seeing that same number in places where it doesn't even make sense. And then I realized what the hell that number infers. OBSESS. That's what you get when you turn that damnable thing upside down. And that tripe sounds like just the kind of thing a Stalker would do, so if you see that stupid number again, I guarantee you a Stalker is behind it. I told the proconsul about this and he mentioned he saw that same stupid number scratched into the wall Copperplate Hotel and of course everyone's favorite place, the Temple. You ask the cops about checking those places out and all they're concerned about is huddling around like dummies and just yakking on about whatever hideous murder happened last night. I need people out there, damn it."
"Anyway, look into these, please," Rancha requests. "I'd do it myself but I have a town of idiots to run and I can barely keep on top of that as is. At least this town has you people around so we're not entirely hopeless."
She sighs and then gets back to her paperwork. It seems like she still has a lot to do before she can head home tonight, so you let her continue with her work.
Eric the Bulbasaur (S: Grass/Poison)
Health: 3/4
Sanity: 4/4
Perk: Repair | Learned Abilities: Escort/Protect
Failed Assassinations: 0/2
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