It was a mutual agreement made between them years ago over a round of drinks at a tavern in the market town -- collect and compare. Ferdy would learn of the rumours whispered by the sky pirates and traders while Sal kept her ears pricked amongst the shopkeepers and buyers back on the ground.

"If you have any information about recently fallen Stars, Sal," he began as the Witch stepped into his office for a private chat, "then I'm ready to make an offer you can't refuse."