The Alchemist brewed himself some green tea as he glanced out from his cabin on one of their mobile bases. The sweet irony was this one paid for itself, it smelled like a cheap fish market and oil but it got them mostly around the oceans almost undetected. Of course, that's because most of the time it wasn't a vigilance base. It was just a fishing vessel and onboard processing facility. The Seaforthian Fishing Line Family had lost several members to the Borlanders in the Past - their current Head now a Vigilance Member, quite fittingly going by codename Neptune. The Ship was filled with crew from Zimalian Slums that lost their families to the Borlanders, and sailed under Zimalian flag.
But today, today part of the hold was holding stored servers. And one of the gutting rooms was hosting eight Hackers, bound and tied up ready for Rudolph to go to work. He glanced over at their newest member. The young man had lost his only living family to one of their guests, and when looking for a job had whined about the borlanders being responsible. Technically the gang attack wasn't borlander territory, the guy just worked as a hacker for a borlander. but to vigilance it was one and the same. Rudolph put his cup down after enjoying the drink, rising from his seat, donning his mask:
"Got a name for yourself yet?" the mask muffling his voice and hiding his wide grin while the young man seemed unsure. He shuffled around and glanced to the ocean.
"Are you guys really doing the right thing?"
Rudolph shrugged and looked out the window:
"No, and we don't pretend we do. But all we, and you too, have left is take vengeance. Barren is dead, but many of these arseholes are out there, ready to kill again."
Rudolph held his arms wide, palms pointing up:
"Let yourself be consumed by the rage, join me. He's down there, and not even important. We can make a little show."
Their main guy was bound to a chair and unharmed, minus some smaller abrasions from struggling against the cuffs - Rudolph sat across from him and various torture implements lay behind him, ready to be used. The fun part? The life stream of the guys kid at school on a monitor:
"I expect every password, every name, every access code you have. also, seriously? A School in Neu Uburzis? you could have as well mailed your kid to me with a bow around the neck!"
His raspy laugh through the mask as he grabbed a knife from the implements and handed it to their new recruits:
"Just to drive the point home. You won't make it out alive, but your kid might if you play nice. If you don't? I already know enough people at that school and without you around no ones going to protect your kid."
Rudolph walked to one of the others on their chairs, grabbed him by the hair and dragged the screaming man across the floor. Together with his new recruit, they forced the mans jaw open in front of the borlander. Of course, they didn't remove the gag. they didn't care if he was ready to talk yet or not. The new guy grabbed a knife while Rudolph held the tongue out with a pair of pliers, showing it all good to their main target.
"See, you can avoid us getting ugly like this. You could die cleaner than him if you cooperate."
Then they cut it out, as rudolph pushed the guy to the ground:
"Be quick and make sure he survives." he ordered, his goons dragging the mutilated man out. Rudolph turning the light out on the remaining other prisoners as he and the new guy leaves.
"Is Apep taken?" the young man asks, as rudolph laughed under his mask:
"It is now, Apep, it is now."
In truth, Rudolph didn't care about hurting the kid, but it was another lead. Chances where the borlanders would attempt getting custody on the kid and give him more names and leads. He grinned as he thought about some clever ai uses for the man though. Didn't have to be real to make it seem so.