in the dark sublevels of the arcology, a charming trickster type seems woefully anachronistic. Yet that's exactly what Darsen seems to be, and no one knows if it's an act or not. Is he a secret member of the Syndicate? Does he do the Corporation's dirty work? Or is he just in it for the thrills? His data record is curiously spotty, and he doesn't stir up trouble so much as cause a lot of non-fatal mischief with that stolen M'tk'tai staff. One thing's for certain, though: don't eat the donuts on top of his fridge. They're definitely laced with nanotech.