By: David Wainio John Linna swept his gaze across the lobby of the Ritz-Carlmont hotel as one hand fidgeted nervously in his suit pocket. This establishment was one of the most expensive hotels on the planet and thus the people passing by were well dressed in the latest fashions from a dozen or more worlds. Very few had the look of vacationers. These were business people – mostly arms dealers – and political types drawn to the self styled ‘Mercenary’s World’ of Outreach where the fabled Wolf’s Dragoons lived and ran an extensive operation that assisted in the maintenance and employment of the hundreds of much smaller merc outfits that permeated the Inner Sphere. Actual mercenaries were few and far between as guests here. The place was just too expensive to be worth staying at for most merc