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I am sitting at the bar, trading stories with the customers, mercs, and other Pathfinder Society agents. He has come here to the Iron Pig Inn to accept the contract, but he is not content sitting quietly in an inn waiting for his contact. He recognizes the others who are joining him with the undead situation. He has seen them on other missions but has never crossed with them. He has no doubt that they have heard of the stories of the Calin the Wanderer, one of the Andorian faction's favorite agents.