"This is one of Moross' reception skulls" Hasarian says.
He pulls out the black chip that was handed to you before hand upon your docking at foot fall.
As the Reception Skull scans it the three of you also pull out your chips.
Upon completing it's task the skull turns and floats back to to the main entrance.
"Let's go" Hasarian says
As you pass the slave guard, you notice that their heavy grox hide breast plates are covering gambeson style cloth armour. No doubt to absorb the blows of unruly slaves.
The scars on the wrists of a couple of the guard indicate that they rose up from being the captives to the captors.
Regardless, the bedecked halls of Moross' palace are truly stunning. Even the Crown Molding screams fine craftsmanship. Finaly the servo skull comes to a halt at a portal. With a quick blurt of binary the door opens to reveal an opulent dining room.\
"Lord Captain Markus of the Hasarian Family and Trusted Crew Mates" bellows a Slave Guard from a far corner of the room.
A few in the room turn too look at you but most pay you no mind.
"Just as I thought, The Provisor is here" he points at the truly disturbing looking man with the features of the his face pushed out of place by the tubing of lifepreserving bionics which snake all around his body, swathed in dark grey robes hemmed with deepest red.
"It seems that The Kasballica has indeed shown up" he says stroking his beard "So they sent Vladaym Tocara eh?"
Hasarian walks you over to an out of the way table.
"Right so, Vladaym Tocara is A senior negotiator for the Kasballica and yes Tocara allways dresses severely"
You look the man over as Hasarian point too him. he is in a grey bodysuit, with a small silver Aquila, thin data-slate and shaven head.
"I always find it unnerving how he never smiles" Hasarian remarks "Anyway the two armoured brutes next too him are Kasballica enforcers, Tocara is always shadowed by them.
Vladaym Tocara is the gateway to a vast array of illegal services, hidden information, and dangerous goods secreted in caches upon Footfall, but the price is always high. In particular, Tocara seeks greater formal ties between Rogue Traders and his masters, and influence upon the flow of xenos technology and Halo Artefacts into the Cold Trade. He actively seeks out newly arrived Rogue Traders,
introducing himself and cautiously exploring their potential interest in less-than-legal enterprises"
Hasarian pours out four cups of recaf and hand them out to you.
He then goes on to talk about the rest of the room
"See that meat head over there? That's Calcus Calinnicus, a vat-muscled thug with a taste for narco-tribe drugs and whose word is considered unbreakable. Calinnicus is the nearest thing the Black Brotherhood, The Muscle Guild have to a leader—a bully on the surface but possessed of a core of iron. Perfect for a band of Hired Thugs. Moross is really pulling out all the stops on this one. he raly has security this tight."
Hasarian Shakes his head
"Anyway back on topic. Calinnicus is a murderer fifty times over, a number that would be much higher if he didn’t prefer to leave his victims crippled but alive, so the scum can think over their mistakes, he says. He reserves his worst for those who break their word, no matter what the circumstances."
"Too the left of him is Preacher Ywane. The man is in fact not a true priest of the Ecclesiarchy but a weak-willed fool, driven by a surfeit of opinions but lacking in the stomach or true conviction to follow them through. Years ago, Ywane went by another name, and it is said fled from some debtor misfortune and came to Footfall, where he "found" the Light of the Emperor and ordained himself as a "preacher of the Emperor’s Truth.”
He has subsequently tried to build himself a position of political and moral authority in Footfall but has so far failed to achieve anything beyond
becoming the spineless tool of others. He is also an ally of the Kasballica Mission, a fact that he believes is a complete secret
but is in fact widely known, and acts as their mouthpiece in the Liege’s Court. This cowardly alliance has in no small way kept the false preacher alive through years of foolery and mischance"
Hasarian takes sip of recaf
"Any questions about these folks before I go on about my fellow Rogue Traders in the room?"