On a cold, gray day, you are sitting in a tavern known as the Sign of the Crooken Sword, trading tales by the fire while waiting for something to happen. A broad shouldered dwarf in the colors of the Visionaries approaches and introduces himself as Gendramak Ironfist. "I hear ye're looking for some jink." he says quietly. "Well, I got a job that needs doin'. I'm looking for a barmy, name of Eliath, who might be found in the Hive. Bring 'em to me and it will be worth yer while."