Redhawk Caldera A map to a one man maze

"Trust me lil' lady, I'm 'bout as helpful with these types'a things as floatin' driftwood." the Phoenix remarked with a short, light-hearted snicker in response to Magnola's flattery. Really -- the information he gave to her was only the bare minimum, as he didn't feel authorized to give out any more than that unless the leads were present. Even now would he still keep his guard, since a friendly stranger approaching borders damn near midnight was a sentence that could rouse anyone's suspicions. Unless...

"Mind me askin' why you're curious miss? Lookin' to join?"