Hobo Quest!!!

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The hobos of Great Falls are on the move...



Is the quest to find the Hobo King, or is the quest on behalf
of the Hobo King? Such ambiguity keeps the enemies of
the Hobo Nation off-balance.

I've sent forth my impoverished emissaries to search the city far and wide, scrounging and foraging in every nook and cranny of our community. They operate as independent cells but also, paradoxically, in tandem with one another - like a hive mind - an army of Tyranid-esque professional guttersnipes at my command. They have spread out across Great Falls like a fetid cloud of gypsy wretchedness, a tidal wave of single-minded destitution that threatens to mercilessly panhandle all before it. This web of skidrow tramps and vagabonds is scouring the city as we speak, ceaselessly gibbering the same maddening mantra excitedly under their breaths, "Hobo Quest, Hobo Quest, Hobo Quest..."

Now, you might be wondering "What are the vagrants of Great Falls seeking?" Well, they're not looking for spare change or cider. I've tasked them with finding the Sundial token that was once in possession of Dan Carlin, fallen King of Autumn. It has been missing for months, and I've ordered my servile stumblebums to procure me the item. With this token, perhaps the True Fae's incursions into our city can be stopped. My subjects drift through Great Falls, like trash before a heavy gale, and no one is safe. Since the Hobo Riot of 2012, law enforcement has been somewhat wary of hobo gatherings, and breaks them up at every turn. My hobo-eyes on the streets will definitely earn their cider and spare change this time.