Finley leaned in to listen as Meesei did to lower her voice. He gave a solid nod of understanding, "We normally have a few people set up in hiding places to watch over the gates. I'll have them informed about Galsek and report as soon as he leaves." He leaned back suddenly and craned his neck to look across the tavern. "Seamus! Nilly! Wenda!" Finley shouted to different corners of the room, and from amongst the patronage, three fur-clad lycans wandered up to Finley's table.

Finley took in a breath to instruct the three, but stopped short for confirmation from Meesei. "Anything else? Is he likely to be dangerous?" He asked Meesei.