“Hey... don't I know you?” the Vesk asks, looking askance at Stell. “Were you playing at the Blue Shoe Tavern a couple weeks back? Yeah, that was pretty good for a man-ling.”
“All right, all right, don't blame me for tryin',” he says with a grin. “I'm on a tight margin here. So let's see... the seller was named Exegara, and she wasn’t from around here. Wore a flight suit, like she had come off a long trip. Once she had her money, she asked about where to purchase clean skeletons. I don’t carry goods like that, so I sent her to the Vat Garden.”
“She was definitely an Eoxian. She looked like a man-ling, but didn’t breathe or blink or anything. Creeps me out. I don't know why you guys let them into the pact worlds. Unless it was 'cause you didn't think you could take on the Veskarium without 'em....”
Julzakama shakes his head. “But where was I? Right... yeah. I guess I should tell you that she mentioned something about hiring some local muscle,” he shrugs. “Just in case, she says. Well, a lot of my customers aren't totally on the up-and-up. What can I say?”
Julzakama gives you directions to the Vat Garden. It is in this district and close by; you can be there in 10 minutes using ordinary means of transportation.