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Kyle woke up to the sound of dieselborgs and other bar patrons. He took his feet off the table and finished his drink, whatever it was, and did his best not throw up. He collected his stuff and placed them in his patchwork bag. He looked around for a moment, then got out of his seat and walked over to the dieselborg that seemed to be inviting others over, checked his gas mask, and cleared his throat. "You. Work in the mines?" He needed information, and was willing to trade for. "I can trade, if you can help me out a bit." He was being payed to clear an abandoned mine out of raiders outside of town. A Mnechnir was using echolocation to map out the place, but it could only go so far. He needed an experienced undergrounder's opinion.