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Moscow, October 12th, 2004 3:00 A.M.

Police Detective Captain Yuri Carpalov, slowly walked along Dokukina
street, not far from his apartment. A copy of the mornings Provada
was tucked under one arm, a paper sack with a new bottle of
Stolichnay under the other. Yuri puffed wearily on a Turkish
cigarette as he headed for home. It had been a long day and Yuri was
dejected. And to top it all off it had been a typical day in October
in Moscow, where the weather rarely got above freezing.

All day long Yuri and his fellow police officers of the Moscow
Metropolitan Police had been following leads about this mysterious
mobster who was calling himself "Rasputan". This subject was known
for his willingness to use extreme violence to get control of the
volatile Russian Mob. "Rasputan" had allegedly killed off a number of
his rivals and the police just didn't know when he'd finish or who
was going to be next.

Yuri paused for a moment to take a deep drag off of his cigarette;
the bitter tobacco biting at his lungs. The only bright spot in the
day had been when the police had raided the Trans-Russian Machinery
Company on an anonymous tip that the subject had been doing business
with the company. The raid had garnered a lot of files, computer
disks, and other documents. Yuri knew it would take week through all
of it. As a police detective in charge it was Yuris' duty to get
through it.

Yuri turned to walk up the steps to the front door of his apartment
complex. It was just as he was about to open the door when he saw a
red dot on the door. Squinting Yuri stared at the dot. It had been a
really long day and Yuri was exhausted. Turning around to find out
where the dot had come from; Yuri never even heard the sound of the
silenced sniper rifle. A 12.7 mm bullet penetrated his head just
above the right eye. Police Detective Captain Yuri Carpalov was dead
even before he hit the ground.

A block away sat a shiny black Mercedes Benz. In the back seat was a
giant of a man. Clenched in his right hand was a huge Cuban cigar.
Taking a puff he said to the driver, "Da, everything is falling into
place. Drive." Like the sniper rifle, the Mercedes drove off into the
night and no one saw it or heard it.

Moscow, October 19th, 2004 11:00 P.M.

Olena Komarov, exited the Bolshoi Theater, after an excellent
performance of "Sleeping Beauty." Vladimir Malkhov and his dance
partner Diana Vishneva had starred in the performance and both had
been phenomenal, as far as Olena was concerned.

Olena needed tonight. As a reporter working for Pravda, she had been
working hard on a story about the new rising mob boss who had the
gall to call himself "Rasputan" after the infamous pre-Soviet mystic
and advisor to the Romanovs. Olena knew that she had the inside line
on this gangster and she was going to expose him, like he had never
been exposed before.

Olena stopped in front of her brand new Jaguar with its' gleaming new
paint job. It was a sign of her success that not only did she have a
car, but a sports car. Clicking her anti-theft device Olena opened
the door and slid into the all white leather interior. It felt good
on her legs as she shut the door. As a habit, she locked the doors.
Crime had been skyrocketing in Moscow since "Rasputan" had made his
bid to control the Moscow Underworld. Flicking her blond hair over
her shoulder, Olena turned the key in the ignition. However, unknown
to Olena was the mercury switch that was wired to her ignition, which
led to about five kilos of plastic explosive that was taped to the
chassis of her car. The resulting explosion was seen for kilometers
from the theatre. Even before the first fire engine arrived to put
out the fire, a black shiny Mercedes Benz quietly passed by.

Welcome to Russian Dawn. Russian Dawn is a campaign for those who
want to play characters seeking a new dawn for themselves as heroes
and for the Russian people in general. It is a campaign that strives
for a group of heroes trying to make a name for themselves in a
country where there have been a lot of villains (i.e. Czar Nicholas,
Lenin, Stalin, etc...), but precious few heroes (Isaac Asimov, Leo
Tolstoy, etc...)... A new day is dawning in Russia, but like most
dawns it is always darkest before the dawn.

There are to be six slots for player characters to fill. Those
wishing to make a submission please review the campaign page.
Submissions are for Backgrounds alone. Character sheets will be
generated once the selection process is complete. Pleas send any
submissions to Humfleetsgoats@Bendbroadband.com and
Derek.c.pearson@virgin.net. The submission call shall be open until
Monday March 28th at Midnight.

For those seeking inspiration for a submission, I direct the players
to the Champions supplement Classic Organizations or the Champions
supplement Red Doom. Also of similar strain are the Marvel characters
Darkstar, Ursa Major, Vanguard, and Crimson Dynamo. For those more
familiar with DC characters look into Red Trinity or Blue Trinity.

Thank You,

Noah....

and

Derek