The halfling chuckles when you mention "such deceitful company."<br/><br/>"Didn't I tell you that I was an infiltrator for the society, Elf?" She says, turning to strike a pose in front of you. "Remember? Made that whole big thing about how I could twist my body<em>delightfully</em>, thanks to my training. Well, the point is that back when I was a seeker, I<em>was</em>our group's trapfinder."<br/><br/>The halfling chuckles and gives you a good-natured slap on the stomach, before "dismissing" you to go about your business.<br/><br/>"Don't worry about splitting loot... I collect a pleasant little salary for my work as captain of the guards, and seekers only get paid from contracts and the like." She winks and turns to walk away, leaving you to your business. "See you at the church, fella. And maybe you try and get there before sunset this time..."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>When you arrive at the oddities shop, you find the big man is sitting, engrossed, in front of a strange item... from what you can see, it looks like one of Ol' Jack's arms, that someone must have brought in from outside.<br/><br/>"Strange, strange, strange..." he mutters to himself, pulling a smooth black rod from his pocket and using it to poke the thing's "hand." The resulting shower of sparks and smoke nearly sends the big man tumbling to his rump, and is quite the festive blend of colors as far as you can see...<br/><br/>"Gods-damned-goblins!" he cries... before turning his attention and realizing that you've walked in. "Oh... Master Elf! So good to see you again. Did... did you find more of those useful little crystals? I've already begun working on a way to make them even better... all I need is the materials from you..."