Fendor
Mercenary Headquarters

In which Nova comes to an arrangement.

Fendor Merc Headquarters is more closely guarded than the Hall on Lufkit, as befits its more central role and greater importance, but there are touches that tie them together. (I like the echo of “couldn’t keep me away with a battalion”.)

I wonder what business Korval has had with the Gyrfalks in the past. It doesn’t seem like Korval to want anything the Gyrfalks offer; perhaps it was the other way around, and Korval supplied something the Gyrfalks wanted.

Roscoe’s little joke is amusingly seasonal. (A narrow-minded person might argue that it’s a week late, but there’s still at least a week left in the season, no matter what the shops and their Easter egg displays might be telling you.)