Salvation Outpost - Chapter 2

Kalli seems to smile even more at the half-orc’s brazenness. "Well met, SheK. Of course, everything is negotiable around these parts.", she says keenly.
"My patron has to go through the brokers as well. He handed me a commission to find an old warehouse. The artifacts inside are of particular interest to him.", she pauses before continuing apologetically, "Of course, I’ll need the gold up front, before I show you what I have."

Kalli collects the coin and puts it in her purse. She then produces a small map. She points out Salvation, the lightning rail and the old highway south of town. She does her best to conceal the map from the rest of the patrons at the Grey Beyond. She leans into the table and lowers her voice so only the group can hear her. "Follow the rail tracks into the Grey. Before the tracks disappear, you’ll find a road that turns south along the cliffs. You’re looking for a cave tucked between two outcroppings about five miles south of the old highway."

She gives the map to SheK, "The warehouse was a supply depot for the front line at the end of the war. So, I expect the usual weapons, but my patron is a selective person and likely is expecting something more. Do you have a wagon? Possibly horses? It would make it easier to haul whatever is there. If you plan to make multiple trips, ensure you are not followed."

She stays leaned in as she asks, "Any questions for me?"

"Very well, I leave you to it.", Kalli scribbles a note and hands it to SheK. "Here is my address in town, if you need me."

She then excuses herself and leave the tavern.

As the afternoon progresses, 37 waits patiently for Zodor to return from Vathirond. The evenin train pulls into the station right on schedule. There seems to be a few more people on this train than the morning train. Some seem skittish around the warforged, while others simple ignore him. Through the middle of the passengers, the lion shifter makes his way toward the waiting 37.

He appears to have a slight limp and a fresh bruise on his cheek. Despite this, he greets 37 with a friendly smile. "Had to persuade my friend to give it back. He seemed to be under the impression, what’s mine is his.", he says with a grunt.

He reaches into his pocket and produces a small pouch. "Here it is, as promised. One red, tear drop crystal."

37 opens the pouch and looks inside. A palm sized red gem gleams within. "Be careful poking around the Blood of Vol.", he warns, "Not all of them are as friendly as your Karrnathi companion."