Everyone gets what they need at the 9. Some get what they want, some what they deserve. Some get got. Some leave in a box. Some disappear down a drain in the boiler room floor. There are no other known outcomes. Home away from home and hideout to dozens of assassins, thieves, mercenaries and assorted denizens of the criminal underworld, the Hotel 9 has few house rules.

Don’t use the swimming pool without written permission from the proprietor.

Don’t use the elevator if you like your skin the way it is.

Don’t kill someone else’s mark without talking to them first.

Don’t stiff the bartender.

Don’t try to dispose of a body yourself. Dial zero on the house phone and speak with Mr. Pinch, he will arrange for the mechanic to visit your room.

The 8th floor is permanently closed. Do not attempt to access the 8th unless you have a death wish.

Checkout is 1pm. Payment in cash or gold only. No exceptions.

Thank you. Enjoy your stay. Questions or concerns please see Mr. Pinch.