You arrive at the vaults, deep within the bowels of the city sized airship. Immediately you notice the plethora of crows, coming and going through open port holes, dropping coins and golden baubles into a large pile. It's much later when you realize there's a lithe young woman in the center of the chaos, cataloging the tidings. You approach her and relay Logan's request for the latest tallies. There, she says motioning towards a stack of ledgers, the one on top.
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