Publisher's blurb: Duskvol is a thriving metropolis with a burgeoning bureaucracy of wordsmiths, measurerulers, and beancounters powering its electroplasmic underbelly. You are one of the tens of thousands who go unnoticed; those who toil daily from tiny box to larger box to tiny box in service of a clockwork organization that groans under the collective choir of processes, paperwork, and team meetings. This is your life, your everyday - you Quotidian you. When you play a Quotidian, you earn xp at the end of each session just because. You’ve ingratiated yourself to the system and will be rewarded meagerly. You’ve chosen to dabble in a life of crime, but there’s no denying it - your existence is comfortable, if sometimes bleak. Who brought you into the fold with the others? What thrill from a life of crime can you not get from your day job? Did you think your life would end up this way?