A stroll through District 4

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The Solstice's Head of Security Albrecht Camlann is walking at a leisurely pace through the cramped plasteel passageways of Voidhaven Agul's District 4. Accompanying him is the mysterious mechanical man who stepped in to help fend off the vicious hall-thugs that assaulted Lord Xanatov and Seneschal Vendigroth. This enigmatic benefactor drags along the last of the ruffians, who is moaning incessantly and attempting to cradle his twice- fractured arm. Camlann waves his trusty grox whip in one hand and totes his hellgun in the other, a precaution against further attacks. The poor vagrants who had just settled back down in their seats in the corridor are forced to scatter again as the strange group passes through.

Camlann voxcasts to the ship in a pleasant tone. "Solstice, we've captured one of the several men that attacked us just now. Just letting you know bodies know we're on our way to the rendezvous. If Lord Vendigroth has not already called for pickup, please send over a shuttle now.  Camlann out."

He turns to his companion. "Sorry, I don't quite remember your name, good man. What was it again?"

"Lankath, Dora Lankath, although either first or last works for me. Maybe you would be interested in a cranial implant to aid your memory? It could be quite useful in the future. I know a few good dealers."
He then violently shakes his captive.
"I know someone who absolutely needs a bionic arm in the near future, and maybe even other limbs. I don't think he can afford them though, to be honest."

Camlann snorts at the pitiful sight. "Sure, cranial implant would be nice, Comrade Lankath. And you already know my name."
He cocks his head slightly. "Say, is that...laughter? Not something I'd expect to hear in this place."