#phyrofwild

The instructions for the drop were followed to the letter as per usual. Aegean arrived at the safe house, face shrouded by his hood and his weave, with the ledger deposited on the lone table precisely at the specified time. “Every detail of each Iskaran merchant and trader’s disrupted foreign shipping deals. As of the time of collecting this data, none have been able to resume business.” Just as he did not need other thieves inquiring too deeply into his movements, Aegean minded himself and did not even attempt to probe Phyr's thoughts. He kept his eyes trained forward. Secrecy was a condition of these intel drops and the last thing he needed was to incur the ire of someone who paid him decently for jobs like this, call if professional courtesy. “I wouldn’t dare assume what your intentions with such information are, but should you choose to move in on these ventures you'd surely see sizable profit returns,” he says, thankful that Calla was requested personally to assist the Agents with clearing refugees. “Returns that I can expect a percentage of if I’m to continue my good work for you, no?”