Urgent Request
| Urgent Request | |
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| Type | Contract |
| Contract Chain | Phrakk (Contract Chain) |
| Contract Group | Settlement - Harko Village |
| Issuer | Fleshshaper Phrakk |
| Repeatable | No |
| Rewards |
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| Added in Version | X.X.X.0 |
A crucial set of spare parts, critical for the operation of my clinic, has been maliciously delayed. I pay top money for its retrieval. Find me in my clinic.
Acquiring
Issued by Fleshshaper Phrakk
Objectives
- Locate the clinic
- Talk to Fleshshaper Phrakk
- Search the slaver base
- Find the testing station
- Find the container of spare parts
- Deliver the container of spare parts
Findings
Readable item at slaver base - Fulfills "Search the slaver base" sub-objective
DELIVERY UPDATE Still no word from our malignant gnome friend in Harko. I have tried many times to raise him on the communinet but the bastard does not pick up. At this point, I don't give a shit whether the buznizh calls back or not. If that means we're stuck with seventy kilos of fresh slave meat, so be it. He knows the new price. He can pay it, or he can go back to drugging street kids and stealing livers. We can use that old refrigeration module to keep the meat from stinking but it needs a reliable power source. Does that buznizh cousin of yours still squat in that old Testing Station to the east?
Readable item at testing station: Found next to refrigeration module and cargo container
A LIST OF PARTS 71.2 kilos of assorted slave viscera (hearts, lungs, livers, and pancreases)
Contract item: Container of Parts
A container with thick walls to keep its contents cool. An animated display shows the internal temperature, which is slowly rising now that the container has been removed from its power supply.
Dialogue
When accepting mission
Fleshshaper Phrakk: You again. What is it now? Player: Got anything needs doing? Fleshshaper Phrakk: Can you take directions, Powindah? You wastelanders have failed me many times before. Never mind, I can't expect a truthful answer from your ilk. Fleshshaper Phrakk: But it just so happens that there is a matter that could benefit from the attention of one with your rough skills. A packaged of mine is overdue. Player: [1] Tell me about this package you need. [2] Actually I'll pass. Working with you sounds like a nightmare. -Declines mission Fleshshaper Phrakk: Need is overstating it. I simply require an odd assortment of spare parts to fuel my experiments and will pay handsomely for their conveyance. Player: [1] I'm here to help. [2] Sounds like 'need' to me. Whatever. I'll get you your package. Fleshshaper Phrakk: Something about this corrupt world nurtures the greed in your kind, Powindah... Until recently, I had a convivial relationship with my supplier. Fleshshaper Phrakk: They provided a fresh and steady supply of the materials I require, and my payment was similarly unfaltering. Player: [1] But now they jacked up the prices - double or triple? [2] What went wrong? Fleshshaper Phrakk: They are demanding five times as much! But how did you know? Player: Oldest scam in the book. For a guy who looks five thousand years old, you don't know much about this place. Fleshshaper Phrakk: They seemed very professional in their way, but now they hold my package for ransom. It's an outrage! Player: [1] I'll get your package back for you. [2] Actually I'll pass. Working with you sounds like a nightmare. -Declines mission Fleshshaper Phrakk: 1. You will find the robbers in the Jabal Eifrit. I will amend the contract with the exact coordinates. Player: Goodbye.
When completing mission
FLESHSHAPER PHRAKK: You again. What is it now? Player: I recovered your package. [Delivery Screen] FLESHSHAPER PHRAKK: You did? I had you marked down for dead the moment you left here. I would have wagered good currency to that effect. [...] Huh. You speak the truth, Powindah. Against all expectations, you have recovered my package. Player: Delivered as promised - whatever it is. FLESHSHAPER PHRAKK: I can see the wheels turning in your little Powindah head. What do you think is in the package? Player: [1] I don't really care. For all I know, it could be body parts. What else needs refrigeration? [2] I've been trying to work that out. What does one transport in a refrigerated container? FLESHSHAPER PHRAKK: (1) Either you've been hitting the spice hard, or that was a lucky guess. In fact, you delivered the freshly harvested organs of twelve slaves. (2) <TODO> Player: What could you possibly need freshly harvested organs for? FLESHSHAPER PHRAKK: While many of you Powindah dullards believe old stories about Tleilaxu grave robbers picking the dead for body parts, that was never true. [...] No, the replacement anatomy we grow is all fresh meat. But, to guarantee quality, we need a constant supply of fresh genetic material to sample.