Save vs Smog at -6.
Smog above, sludge below, the fancy folk sat upon their platforms sipping hypnotic drinks, dressed in the style of their forefathers who built the towering machines. Conversation was not needed. Nothing could be heard over the churning cogs and deafening clangs from the factories. The fancy folk drank their drinks in silence, imitating what they had seen on the gray screen. Imagination sacrificed for comfort. Knowledge forgotten within an absinthe haze.
The young hero looks across to the far platform. "Filth," he thinks, looking at the evil robber baron and his mistress. "You've stolen our lives, made us work in your factories, polluted our air. Now you sit there sipping cocktails without the slightest twinge of remorse." He tests his blade with his thumb. "I will be your conscience."
"Shall I have Jeeves bring us the d20's or the 3d6's?"
Dude, Can we have our group meet somewhere cool like that?
@Dan: That's my GM table. Jeeves is bringing over a tablet so I can view the Roll20 screen.