Messenheiler: Named after the master craftsmen who built them, only fifty of these pistols were ever made, most of which are lost or destroyed. Messenheiler pistols forgo the more usual firing mechanisms for a magical one (that is to say, they use an emberlock mechanism), where a spark is generated directly in the barrel by an enchantment on the gun every time the trigger is pulled. The lack of a flash pan or hammer assembly gives them a very sleek and streamlined appearance, instantly recognizable by anyone familiar with firearms. Many others have tried to copy Messenheiler's style after his death, but all of his imitators suffer from various problems that render them less effective than normal firearms--some have a short delay before they will fire, some will shock the user if the weapon gets wet, things like that. True Messenheiler guns will not misfire, powder in them will not get wet, reloading takes a fraction of the time, and they fire with a very distinctive, partly-electrical sound. 2 p.WEL would be quite a bit of money for such a weapon, however--Neilson suggests that he, personally, would buy it for 5 t.WEL, to add to his collection, but will also admit that he would be willing to pay far more than it is mechanically worth simply for the collector's value.
Neilson is willing to supply Black Powder Weapons II for 7 WEL.
Chronicles III
[0] Sure, why not.
[1] The strangulation marks are definitely not self-inflicted, though the scratches on his throat where he clawed at it are.
[2] It seems to be sort of half and half. There is faint scarring, but much less than you would expect. It's either surgery assisted by minor healing magic, or some kind of corrupted blood magic.
No magic that you can think of would allow you to detect someone else's allergies.
[3] It's the smuggling business. There are a lot of stories about selling to sketchy customers, as well as a few darker tales of shipments that simply vanished before arriving in Sav Altulas. One story in particular stands out, of a smuggler known to deal in dycatropic ludanum found dead in a rowboat on Lake Brecombe, blood running from his eyes like tears. None of his inventory was ever recovered, and most suspect it's at the bottom of the lake somewhere.
[4] It is unknown how much ludanum the dead smuggler on the lake was carrying, though rumor has it that it was quite a bit. More than any one person would ever need, to be honest.
If Redeye is using dycatropic ludanum, then yes, sudden lights and loud noises would be more jarring, as well as unexpected pain. Habitual users may become inured to these effects, however; such tactics would work better against someone using the drug for the first time.
[5] I'll tell you the results of this if the EBSA agrees to let you at their records.
[6] To dig them up, you'll either have to get permission from the churches who mantain the cemetary in Mendicant's Field, go there at night and dig them up yourself, or hire
this guy. The man who died in the cell is buried there as well.
[7] Yeah, the Judge and his sister weren't particularly close, unfortunately. As for the Evening Games Club, membership is by invitation only. The main restrictions are that you have to be at least semi-respectable, and have to live in Silvathrien. Being recommended by a current member also helps.