Olsen looked around at the Cantina, half empty for his feeling.
Tinkers Haven is quite a popular trading platform, jes. To us its home.
And to the Junkers like me who decided to follow Fynn its a chance to live a good life without everybody sneering at us. I think you know what its like, being a Zoner ?
Olsen started cleaning the bar again, lovingly polishing it.
With Order and Core and all others out there ready to play on being as mighty as one of the big houses, and the Royalists ready to walz right through everything... not easy.
We do what we can at Tinkers to help, expecially Tukker and his friend McKannon.
They where trading in the Taus as the Royalists came crashing in as far as I know, and quite a few of the Freelancers who joined us Tinkers here feel the same. We support the Council and Bretonia, and Baffin is important in that struggle. But most of us are no warriors here, except some of the security people.
Picking up a small notepad Olsen started typing in a message, waited a moment and then nodded.
I just contacted Tukkers office. He is going to come here in about an hour or so, pending the usual minor catastropes that tend to slow things down. He askes me to greet you and confirms me that you are our guest. So, dear ambassador Wyrdmake ...