Hours later, Heironymus had felt as if they would need to go back. Damned, they had found nothing so far. The place was too convoluted and an odd mixture of chaotic acts for Silvana to hone in any true information on. At the moment they strode down a small walkway, less of an alley and more of a way for what passed down here for 'workers' to move back and forth between smelting operations. No guards were posted, but if the items were not produced to the middle hive then the Arbites would have a field day traveling below and killing any who they deemed might be responsible for the lack of production. 

That did not stop the graffiti and the occasional finding of stained blood along the walls or the rimmed, crisscrossing meal planked walkway. The weight of their feet caused small tremors on the ramp, but they were not overly loud. The main illumination source other than the distant lights along the very rim of the lower hive were the smelting fires that glowed under them and within the open ports of the buildings they would pass every once in awhile. 

"I tell ya, this will set you right up. Just make sure you got the money," Heironymus and Silvana heard around the corner, and though he likely knew he didn't need to, he held his hand out to make sure Silvana stopped. For the first time since he had met her, Silvana gave a slight gasp. It turned out to be for an Emperor's sent reason. 

"The man speaking," she whispered. "He is connected to what we seek." 

The Interrogator raised an eyebrow, but he trusted her instinct. "Very well," he replied, steadying his breathing and giving a silent prayer to the Emperor before turning the corner, pulling his cloak further over himself to hide his dashing features, leaving only his unshaven chin visible. From under his cowl, an older chap with his lower torso fused into a rolling chair haggled with a young woman and a large mutant, who seemed almost more reptilian than man. 

They all turned to acknowledge Heironymus and Silvana's approach. "Well, it seems business is booming this day!" the elder said, smiling wickedly as he fished into his ragged jacket to produce a syringe of an unknown quality, handing it to the mutant. The young woman held her hands together, gazing greedily at the syringe, then back at the elder. "Thank you sir, I haven't had a fix in a long time!" she professed. 

"Come back to see me girl." he offered, and as the mutant stalked past Heironymus and Silvana (the girl in tow) he growled their way threateningly, but made no moves to attack them. 

"You come seeking Filiroth's items eh? Looking to enhance your day?" 
[@Penny]