with the data slate memorized, and the log from the inquisitor, attempt to find the best location where the mission would lead the others
Also, be quick about this
[Int:1d100:99] Hm. Maybe they're out shopping?
[I think random.org hates some of you]
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Manufactorum Entrance"Of course not. If we show it to anyone, it should be the person in charge and none other. Let me try to talk to them."
Eisen approaches the guards and speaks to them using Hiver slang, asking to speak to the manufactorum supervisor.
[Fel:1d100:95] [...] You approach the guards, who seem a bit relieved that there's now someone to talk to other than each other, and speak with them for a bit. They're somewhat confused by your slang [you're from a different planet, after all]. Turns out that some of what you said, which was considered friendly in your hive is quite the insult here. You have succeeded in pissing them off. One of them readies his las carbine and tells you to get lost.
"Sounds reasonable. Be careful.
Hope this goes well..."
Hang back, but be ready in case of a fight.
You stand back from Mr. Charismatic over there, standing next to Xanaros. Looks like there will be a fight, the way this is going.
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Hab"I have no information on their whereabouts. Besides, why should I care about them? To any extent, I am going to the manufactorum. You can stay here and watch our drunken mess here. Try not to let him out of your sight."
To the manufactorum!
Which one? The closest one, or the one at the plaza?
Sigh and follow anyway. Might as well get the job finished and then worry about heretics later
You are now following your tech-priest buddy.
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I think a Lord of Change is messing with random.org or something. It really hates you right now.