[Iridescence]

While initially dismissed, the Syndicate has made quite the name for itself within the last year. Remnants of Rhoynur flock to the organization, a group seemingly sprouted from the slums, despite being shrouded in secrecy. Whispers and murmurs echo throughout the dark alleys of Osrona, tales of grandeur and riches abound. Many of those who have been suspected of affiliation originating from the slums, further feeding unrest throughout the capitol.

With paranoia running rampant, the Order still incapable of pinpointing definitive information, tension has gripped the kingdom of Esshar. Attacks against the upper echelon has thrown the balance into disarray. Assassination attempts, burglaries, common crimes which have been amplified due to the lingering threat of the Syndicate. Shadowy figures without discernible identities seemingly pulling the strings without trace, dictating acts of terrorism. Heavy prices lay on the heads of the unknown leadership, yet no plausible information has  been identified.

Hearsay has dominated many of the lower-class citizens, job offerings almost too good to be true and rumors of a revolution in the works.


Titles and Ranks

Boss: There is one Boss above all the others, one who sits among the darkest shadows of Osrona's depths. Their identity is unknown, but their legend isn't. Someone is pulling all of the strings, someone who makes even the bravest of the First Light think twice about wandering alone at night.

Underboss: Answering directly to the Boss, the Underbosses exist as faces that actually come out and into the light, at least long enough to pass off their orders. As far as the rest of the Syndicate goes, those of this rank are looked to as the final say, if only because the Boss doesn't waste time with anyone other than those they deem worthy.

Enforcer: The movers and shakers of the Syndicate, while the Boss is the Brain and the Underbosses are the mouth, the Enforcers are the eyes and the arms. Their identities, if they aren't careful, are more likely to be known by the public, and given the difficulty it takes to reach those above this rank, the Enforcers suffer from the most turnover.

Agent: These members move through the streets themselves and operate in sunlight if the times call for it. The agents aren't the fodder of the Syndicate, and achieving this title means you've actually made something of yourself among a rougher crowd.

Ratling: The lowest of the totem pole, usually people who have fallen onto harder times and have to turn to illegal activities just to stay alive. The ratlings aren't shown any respect and usually have to follow any and all orders they are given or suffer consequences that generally leave them injured and maimed, if not floating lifeless in the river.

Due the secretive nature of the organization, recruitment will be handled via pre-arranged scenes. If you're interested in joining the ranks, feel free to message Iridescence#7892 over Discord!