You are here: We join the battle in earnest. We're fighting in close quarters, and Tuebenius has a couple of bodyguards we have to dispatch first. Amareth stands back and plinks them from afar while I get in and try to use my strongest attacks. Flatten works out well, knocking Tuebenius down long enough for us to shave off a good deal of his health. After that, taking him out is fairly easy, leaving us free to search his camp for the stolen goods. Too bad there's no way to add these directly to our inventories…
I guess a federation officer should stay honorable. The missing merchandise is spread throughout this camp and a couple of smaller camps nearby, so we grab as much as possible before heading out, just in case any devans wonder what happened to their leader and give us trouble.
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