You gather in the tunnels, prepared for the wonder and horror that is Mouse Market. The directions you have make sense only to someone like Rook, who navigates the warren with unfailing comfort, while Hural verifies each turn with his remarkable memory. Marcus' senses indentify potential enemies throughout the journey, leaving him in edge. Marya maintains her composure knowing that many of the people they pass see them for representing unfathomable wealth and with corresponding suspicion.
When you get close, you get your emotions prepared, and enter a slender corridor, which twists several times then opens into an octagonal chamber with three other exits.
A man stands up from where he sat in the center, while four others loiter near the edges. Your familiarity with the dress and style of the day tells you the contact must be the man in the center and those around the edges members of the gang Gladys referred to only as "Rats".
The man takes you in, gulping at the presence that each of you command. "I'm Ken Ordway," he says, "and you must be Rook. And guests." He looks at one of the Rats briefly them faces Rook directly. "What can I do for you and hopemany solaris does it pay?"
Tensions rise.