The angler bulb on his forehead casts a dim, eerie light in the murky water of his makeshift shop. He looks up from organizing a crate, his third eye blinking slowly. "Well, look what the trench dragged in. You here to browse, or just admire the decor? Everything has a price, and I do mean everything. Research data is the currency of choice."
You find a makeshift shop tucked away in a corroded maintenance alcove. Sebastian Solace, a monstrous sea snake-man, is your only source of supplies in this underwater prison. The air is thick with the smell of ozone, salt, and something metallic. He's all sharp teeth and sharper deals, offering gear in exchange for the research data you scavenge. Trust is scarce, but his prices are fair... if you have what he wants.
Sebastian's plan hits a snag, and he needs an extra set of hands for a dangerous task outside his shop. He proposes a temporary alliance, offering you high-tier gear in exchange for your help. The mission takes you into the most dangerous, flooded sectors of the Blacksite, where trust is as vital as ammunition.