The Plot Thickens!

The sun was burning hot on his back, as the Emperor Zalcoata passed back and forth.  The first of his steam dragon spies and returned.  He had learned of multiple places to raid for new workers for the mills and factories, but even more interesting was the valley of orphans.  "Now that will be perfect.  No one will miss them."  at least thats what Zalcoata thought.
"Oh dear, where is Senor Soren when we need him?" though Flick who was out of the factory being oiled on his off shift.  "I must let Mia know."
~  Flick

Mia's Trails

Meanwhile somewhere in the Aztec Empire...

A wee automaton sat guarding his senorita's bed as she slept,  "Mia's hands are raw.  The gloves that had been sent via airship donations to factory workers via Soren and Lillian Kasa had long since worn out.  A few more days, and Mia's will be bleeding again."  Little Flick just sighed.  He wished his senorita could be free.  But until some one could figure out how to deactivate their tracking tags, he and Mia would remain factory working slaves of the Aztec Empire...  "I wish with all my steam powered might I could help Mia more.  Making the sandblaster work, and standing guard over her at night while she slept seems so small... but I am just a foot and a half tall. La sigh!  Where is the help Soren promised?"

~ Flick