[b]Kira's Private Box[/b]

The Yrvanim gently takes the weapon in her right hand, and her left unfolds like an explosion in slowed time; unfolding into a set of tools that impossibly precise and elegant. They click almost musically as she begins calibrating the weapon.
"I'll give you this fix for free. Can't go selling faulty guns," she says, "and I'll split you cut from the bag when I'm done."
She continues to work in silence for a moment.
"What's next for Kontina's only Goblin captain, and my uncharacteristically restrained cousin over there? Good card for today, if you want to stay and try to double your earnings. Celebrate a fruitful trade with me."