Warwick

Warwick, the bloodthirsty beast of Zaun, the hound of the underworld, the boggart of the chemistry barons, the ultimate hunter, the undercity is your jungle and you are its king, nothing walks down there without you knowing and nothing escapes alive unless you want to.

You prepare the items as usual, but you realize that today has something different, you already have something equipped, an item that vaguely resembles a necklace, but it's hard to say for sure, not even the name you can read, as it's just a bunch of letters and numbers in random order.

You think about taking the item out but your thinking is interrupted by the call, you've wasted too much time examining the this thing and you've missed the opportunity to position yourself and you need to make up for lost time. Now it's time to hope for the best.