The Western Frontier

Welcome to the Western Frontier, adventurer!
You've joined the best of the best here at SINC! Saints of Interplanar Navigational Charters.
I'll be your Operations Overseer, Mr. Sullivan. You can call me Mr. S, or S if it's easier.
We're on the fringe of the Imperium's reach here in Port Chalmers, so while you may be wanted or otherwise watched back home, here I don't care what your crimes were - Only that you do the job you've signed up for.

We have a few rules here at SINC that you'll need to abide.
- We take a cut off the top of all gold acquired in the efforts of your adventures. This is what we'll use to upgrade your living quarters, and keep you fed when you're home.
- Port Chalmers is under a white flag at all times. No violence or spells to be cast on others while you're here. Out there, though, you may do as you please!
- We never deal in people.
- While you are with SINC, you represent us at all times. Keep that in mind as you venture into the unknown!

Now if it's all the same to you, the bunkhouse is across the way. I've got more paperwork to do.