Atreides had eventually made his way back to town, alone for the time being. He avoided contact with the last few Imperial troops roaming about, still sniffing for further relics or hints towards those relics. The Taskmage really didn't feel like dealing with those mindless goons right now, so he skulked in the shadows until they left, sighing quietly as he walked down the empty streets. He wasn't tired, granted he slept little and ate less most days, but that was nothing unusual for him, not anymore. People commented on it, usually, but he shrugged them off for the most part. He still functioned normally, he just had to crash every once in a blue moon to catch up on what he missed. But he had to figure out the next general location for the next relic, Sable usually relied on him in that regard, if any others even existed. He had a knack for figuring out the right place and right time to pick out relics and their locations.

The Taskmage headed for the seediest part of the town, he knew some people there that would be able to help him out. They would probably not be happy he was back in town, one of them might be dumb enough to draw on him, but that would be the blood he needed to intimidate the rest into cooperating, no doubt. He had no qualms doing so, as long as he got the information he needed, that would be that. He walked into a bar that only thieves, murderers, other equally dangerous sorts, and fools would walk into and began putting out feelers with the few night walkers that were there, digging around for information. The barkeep knew him and what he did well enough to not try and stop him, but several beatings tended to loosen tongues, and as he picked up the pieces of a table and set them aside, he was mulling over what he knew so far.

Atreides wasted no time heading for the tavern that Sable was staying at, walking through the front doors like a shadow more than anything else, sitting himself in a corner of the main common room, eventually coming to have a drink in hand as he kept his peace, and someone who knew the man would recognize that he was guarding the only way up to the bedrooms, where Sable was asleep. He couldn't stop people trying for the windows, sure, but he trusted the woman was smart enough to take care of herself in that regard. He could keep an eye on the main way upstairs, she could handle herself in her own quarters.