Ironsides leads to the cabin of her main ship.  The new kid comes in with a pot of tea, some oranges, and some cups. "Now," she says to her new underling, "get your blonde ass back to work." You're fairly certain, though, that he wasn't quite close enough to the table to actually put the things down on there, but no, everything's present. Weird, though. Perhaps Ironsides has a godblood working for her now?<br/><br/>"Now, Satrap's gone and gotten several shipments. I've heard some are weapons and some are firedust, which doesn't worry me too much. I can charge a good price on it." She peels and eats a bit of the orange. "What does worry me is that I've got some spies that tell me he's also getting some kinda occult things from the Heptagram and other sources. Summoning stuff if what I hear is right. Now, if you could have some of your people look into these ships later tonight, I'd be much obliged."