Levi slowly walked downwards along a path carved into the wall. He turned back too look at all the other shadows slowly disappearing. He looked up at Grimshaw and let out a small smile. He tunred back and gestured backwards to follow. [color=yellow] "Indeed that is what we are going to do. But do you suggest they have the appropriate caliber for my ship? " [/color]  He heard his companion stop behind him as he said these words, but the footsteps quickly caught up.

They walked down a narrow pathway in a sparsely populated area of town. The pathway lead north towards a small incline in the canyon, where numerous shadows raised towards the sky. From afar they looked like claws, but inf act they were the huge cranes they used to lift scrap from the bottom. They walked slowly, making sure not to fall in the dim light the moon provided. With silent steps they looked like ghosts haunting the narrow pathway leading into the graveyard of forgotten machines. After almost 10 minutes of monotonous walk the walkway abruptly ended in a roadsign. Levi stopped, but Grimshaw wasn't so quick to notice that, and he bumped into the captain. Levi balanced himslef backwards and felt that two hands grab him. He looked down into the deep emptyness before taking a step back. [color=yellow] "That was too close. Thank god you catched me." [/color] He didn't want to make a fuss about his companion bumping into him, after all it was muddy dark. HE turned left to the canyon wall. H started to feel around the wall, inspecting rock by rock. S8uddenly there was no more wall and he fell insode a small unlit tunnel.

He shook his head and stood up slowly. He look back at Grimshaw who amusingly didn't chuckle. He dusted his coat, and straightened it before pulling out the gun from his holster and pressing a button on th side. With a flash the lamp under the gun's barrel lit up and the tunnel revealed it's darkness to them. It was a crude work, and seemed to be desing to last until the road would be finished. Whenever that time was, they clearly didn't fix the walkway, and lamps hang low from the ceiling, thought non of them lit. They slowly walked downwards in the curvy tunnel for minutes. There were small windows carved into the wall sometimes, from where you could see the dark night. Not much of a help. The tunnel ended in the walkway again, and as they entered the huge cranes now looked even bigger. It was only a small walk now until the rock foundation the facility was built on, and they could see the gates.

Around the whole scrapyard a huge wall of towering height lied, stopping any intruders. Int he middle a massive iron gate lied. Levi slowly walked to the gate whilst admiring the beautiful look that the canyon offered. He knocked a few times and waited. In a minute a man came and opened the door for them. "State your business!" The man was dresses in a tight leather jacket and black pants that looked like as if they had endured better times before. He looked scruffy and on his head was a goggle with one the glasses broken. Levi and Grimshaw gave him the irritated look, and both of them held firm onto their guns. Levi coughed and raise the collar of his jacket, to which the gate's guard seemed to lighten up a bit. "Here for ammo and parts eyh? Come in Captain, come in!" He opened the gates wider and stepped aside to let Levi and Grimshaw in. He threw a frowny look towards Grimshaw as he passed by, and then closed the dooors.

[color=yellow] "We are here for ammunition only. I need 3 crates of 20mm shells, quality can be mixed. I need 5 crates of prime quality 50. cal ammo, and for that I need your finest. I also need 2 crates of 88mm artillery grenades. One box for HE and the other for solid core. If you have AP I will pay for the extra fee. I will be her tomorrow around 7 to pick the crates up. You got that? I also want to inspect your small arms ammo." [/color] The eyes of the small man lit up as Levi told him his orders. He bowed as much as he possibly could, and Grimshaw didn't know what to take for it. Levi looked at the man run off into a small warehouse nearby, whistling. He was sure they don't get such offers around here very often. He was a bit surprised such a town like Thrin had an enormous scrapyard like this. Theere were towering mounts of different machinery around, giagantics steel beams sticking out, like the ribs of an enormous monster. He fiddled with his sidearm for a bit and Grimshaw leaned agains the wall as they were waiting for the man to return. After some time the man came back with a trolley behind him, filled with ammo boxes. He stopped next to them and proudly showed at his wares. "Our finest ammo for small arms. Varying caliber, poor and prime ammo too. Take your pick Sir!" He put his fungers together like any merchant would, who is looking at a wealthy customer. Levi inspected the boxes and inspected teh shells inside. After a few minutes he choose 3 with various calibers and mixed quality. [color=yellow] "We will take these. Now I will make my leave, as I am in a hurry. We'll be back for the ammo tomorrow morning. Be sure to make your biggest dock ready. [/color] He turned around and gestured to Grimshaw to follow him. The merchant looked a bit disappointed as his customer didn't choose his finest (and most expensive) vares, and with a small sight he took the crates back to the storage, and labeled those the Catptain choose.

Levi and Grimshaw left the Scrapyard and took their long journey back to the docks.