Pickax. Oh, So, everybody gather, assemble.

All of you are currently positioned in the busy streets

with these big cloaks. The streets of

Azagrat are still busy. People are still going about their business

enjoying the wonders that the the city of pleasure has to offer.

But there is a sense of heightened awareness.

People are constantly looking around,

people are whispering to each other,

your faces are still appearing on these polished surfaces wherever a wall is smooth enough

it's got this polished mirror-like sheen but an illusory image of your visages with the words wanted great reward for those who to bring in these criminals.

Gratz is watching you that sort of thing are kind of passed it everywhere. But with it being so crowded, with thick

cloaks disguising your predominant features, blending in with the travelers who come and go across

the main strip of Azagrat is easy enough.

And you eventually arrive at the point where decisions need to be made.

You can see the great star port. It does extend further than what you can see on the map.

You can see all sorts of different hangars and bays with all sorts of actual ships ready to go.

And you can see the offices and the administration buildings the two

the tall spires with the generators looming around you and including the thick

walls on either side of the port itself and you are at the point now where yeah those of you who are going to the

storage area will need to split up from those of you who are going to move through the

offices and admin building to the generator.

So any spells or things you are going to be casting,

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