Reno logs in, he had account by playing other games by this company. He always liked playing Dwarfs, but what would Dwarfs do in a noir world, I know Dwarfs are known to be advanced for their time, they might already have motorcycles.
Character creation: Inmar Bluestone Race: Dwarf CLASS: engender (mechanic (motorcycles).
Reno shrinks into a dwarf.
"My fellow dwarfs I give you the future" Inmar says as he pulls back a Curtin to show a shinny machine on two wheels with handle bars. A huge black block was in the middle of the thing. "What is it" asks Alva Bluestone (tenth cousin to Inmar). "Use your eyes girl it`s some kind of cycle" says Bar Bluestone (Eighth cousin to both of them). "A motorcycle in fact It runs on oil not that nasty gas like human cars, like our trains, moving tunnels and motorcarts " Inmar says. "They will not fit in the tunnels lad" Bar says. "No not the tunnels the surface the dry land over us, imagine twenty, fourty of them roaring across the land" Cay Bluestone (twelfth cousin to Inmar) says. "The Trolls will not like that" Bar says. "Who cares what the Trolls like these things move faster than any troll" Cay says. "Right using these we can move messages too sensitive to send over radio, they can go places cars can not and climb hills like goats" Inmar says.
"How many do you have now lad" Bar asks. "We twenty completed and an other twenty soon" Inmar says.
Inmar gets on the bike and with Cay on hers they drive up a big tunnel to the surface to join eighteen more siting with riders on them.
"Motor riders of Bluestone rive up" Inmar yells. The roar of twenty cycles smashes the silence.
The Trolls looking down the mountain and see the Dwarfs new toy.