Shadowhammer Syndicate

The party is affiliated with a group of international operators known as the Shadowhammer Syndicate. This group is made up of a diverse selection of operators: mercenaries, spies, finders & fixers. The group is not associated with any one nation, but has members of all nationalities. Membership is invitation only, and new members must earn their stripes with an established crew before gaining the leeway to operate independently on Syndicate contracts.

Once the dues have been paid, so to speak, operators are free to start or join self-forming crews, or to work alone. Most crews associate with a fixer, who is part information broker and part fence.

There are very few rules inside the Syndicate. The biggest rule is: don’t be counter-productive. Don’t work against the Syndicate, don’t take a job that would harm its interests, and if two crews wind up working at cross-purposes, both sides find a way to accomplish their clients’ objectives without harming each other. The Syndicate and its operators come first.

Aside from that, operators are expected to make their skills available to the rest of the Syndicate if reasonably possible. You will always be paid well for your time.

When working a job, if a more lucrative opportunity comes along, it’s fine to take it… as long as no loose ends are left that would damage the Syndicate’s reputation. Don’t leave a mess; that’s counter-productive. Operators are, of course, allowed to follow their consciences and decline a job if they find it objectionable. When this is the case, most experienced operators will find a way to earn coin and/or reputation remedying the situation in a way that more closely aligns with their worldview.

Once a job is complete, operators should check in with their local Syndicate contact in order to get paid. The Syndicate will already have taken its share to cover operating expenses, overhead, etc.

Who’s in charge? That would be one Atashiel Dust-Son, who built the Syndicate up from a rabble of drunken mercenaries into one of the most respected paramilitary organizations extant in the world today. Most can tell you that he is a dwarf, that he is obsessed with efficiency, and that he favors expensive suits except when on a job. Then he can be seen wearing a splendid suit of ebony plate mail, inlaid with gold with a broad red sash of inlaid metal crossing diagonally from the right shoulder. All agree that his most striking features are his golden eyes. All also agree that The Boss is not a man to be crossed.