Flo Bones, a relic-woman, and friend of Anthony Lockwood. He’d ask for her help himself, but he was ill.

You needed information on another relic-man, and perhaps Flo could deliver. That is, if you played your cards right. And if she’s in a good mood.

You went down the slimy steps carefully, quietly, watching her poke at things by the shore before calling her name, “Flo!”

Her figure freezes, you could feel Flo watching you in the night’s darkness, “So what if it is? I haven’t done nothing.”