Time of course passes with out care or compassion to those who dwell in time. So it was about a month after the events that a figure dressed in a three piece black suit walked into Night Industries main building. The black leather shoes thrummed a steady rhythm as he approached the welcome desk, this figure however did catch people's attention for beside the fancy outfit he had on black gloves and face mask one designed in such away to hide any type of facial features nose and mouth guards hide even the outline of his nose and the black fabric hid even his eyes. "Excuse me Miss. I would like to have a word with Mr. North." The receptionist looked to the guards and then to the masked man "Mr. North is rather busy." "Oh I'm sorry my mask is disturbing you? See I was in a fire and I'm honorably scared. Think along the lines of Two Face just not with the good looking parts. In this town masks aren't as... anti social. Anyway I understand he's busy tell him I'm an antiques dealer, one that deals in rare Norse artifacts. Say like the one that was on board that Air ship. Perhaps tell him about..."

The guard grabbed there weapons when the man put his hand in his pocket. They lowered them seeing just a blue and white crystal orb. Oddly enough it seemed to have a slight glow. "Tell him about this beauty a rare thing called the Eye of Odin. Oh and if he would like he can meet me in his blue suit." "Blue suit?" she asked seemed a bit in a trance gazing into the orb. "Oh no need to remember the details of this chat once you tell him. I be waiting at Wayward Hotel room 314 by the name of Jotun Frost."

With that he turned and walked out slipping the orb back into his pocket and everyone that even remotely saw the orb blinked and shook his or her head dazed. Oddly even the Video feeds seem to glitch during the time the orb was in the open becoming out of focus and blurred or in the case of digital feeds pixelated.