Mr. Tyson produced a cigar from the pocket on the inside of his suit. One of his two bodyguards produces a lighter and lit his cigar for him.
"First, let me applaud you brave men and.. girl for coming. What I'm asking you is not going to be easy nor simple. You see, there are a group of slavers in our lovely town, some men from the Kievian Cartel." Mr. Tyson did not even need to continue before a bunch of the men started walking out. They obviously knew of the dangerous cartel. "Now I'm not a man opposed to the idea of supply and demand. There is a demand for slaves and someone has to supply that need." Some more men, the more good-hearted ones started to leave as well.
"However, the slavers are hurting my income. No one wants to business as a port where slaves are moved. That's why I'm asking all of you to do something about it. These slavers have a large boat named the The Revenge that's docked here in Hargeon Town. Since it's loaded with slaves, they plan to leave for sea in the next couple of days. Your guys' job is to capture or kill the slavers there. The Magic Council already has a bounty on them, so no one will care if you cause too much destruction." Some more people started to leave, either because they didn't very much like Mr. Tyson or they didn't like the idea of doing the Magic Council's bidding. By the time his long speech was over, only two people remained: Calico and the young girl who had looked pretty out of place with all the men.
Mr. Tyson clearly looked unimpressed with what he was lift with. "Well, good luck I guess." He waved them away and his bodyguards escorted them out of the warehouse.
When the two were left alone outside of the warehouse, Calico smiled at the young woman and greeted her, "I uh... I guess we're working together then? If you're not worried by our chances, I might have an idea for getting on that boat the old guy was talking about." He held out his gauntlet-covered hand for a shake and followed up with, "Name's Calico by the way."