Beatrice

Beatrice it is. Heinkel decided after a moment of consideration. Lina's might get the information but she might attract more attention than Heinkel like. Heading toward the eastern quarter, where the more seedy side of the city is located, Heinkel kept a close eye on his surrounding as the denizens of the area likewise return guarded stares as he passed by.

Heinkel suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder, only to spot a hooded figure beckoning him down an alley. Beatrice led him to a small hideout, at the end of the alley. Lighting a candle, she turned to Heinkel and smiled, "a holy knight in these parts, let me guess, the rumors got the temple sending you running out here didn't they." Beatrice was already aware of rumors of the relics.

"Can I count on your help then?" Heinkel leaned back in his chair, Beatrice almost always know what to say. Today was no different.

"I care little for the relics, after all that's your job, but it sounds like a well compensated job," Beatrice smiled teasingly, leaning forward a little to tease Heinkel with her cleavage.

"I'll make sure you get a good cut of coins and whatever else we might gain," Heinkel nodded, Beatrice's help is far more useful than what coins can buy at times.

"I'll get on it then, a toast?" Beatrice handed him a cup of wine. A toast to mark their partnership. Heinkel drank to the toast and brief Beatrice roughly on the objectives. She listened with an amused expression, one can see the mental calculation between her smiles. Look like this will be a bigger job than expected.

"I will be at the Wooden Horn," Heinkel bid Beatrice farewell for the moment after his briefing, he recruited Beatrice, time to return to Kate and Arianne.