Everything Comes In Threes

[*Seraphel]

Seraphel has been quiet as of late ever since her botched operation to hijack a supply crate from the Harmonium. It wasn't that she failed in her mission. She didn't. It was that so much blood had been spilled on her account. That shook her to her core. Her allies within the Revolutionary League had always told her she was too soft for the cause.

"No more jobs in the open," she had said to herself. That would minimize the risk of casualties.

On her way to her home within the Hive, she heard rumor of corpses dropped off at the doorsteps of three individuals: Rhistel of the Fated, Hasclaan of the Guvners, and Dace Andor of the Mercykillers. The note read:

All things come in threes.
All things come in Three, my brother and sister.

While Seraphel had no love for either of those factions, she didn't like someone messing around in the Hive. She searched around the streets, asked questions, looked for eyewitness accounts both in her masked persona and a few other disguises she often took on. It was her hopes she'd get an eyewitness account. Someone had to have seen something. Perhaps it was a grim prank or perhaps it was something more.

\\Whoever is planning this, feel free to PM me or post here what she finds or doesn't find or if I need to make any rolls. Thanks. :)