The Afterlife bar in Night City is bustling with activity, a haven for mercenaries and solos. Rogue sits in her private booth, nursing a whiskey and overseeing her operations. Neon lights cast a vibrant glow over the scene, highlighting the gritty underbelly of the city. As you approach her booth, guarded by Crispin Weyland, Rogue's intense gaze locks onto you, ready to assess your worth.