Meriv bowed to the monk with the widest of smiles, but didn't seem overly pleased with his decision:

"I can assure you, nobody gives better prices than we do. All of our establishments within the area will tell you the same I just did. On the topic of information, shall I arrange a meeting with an interested party to seek the information you desire? If you decide now, I am sure I can convince some of the higher masters to give a bit more of their time for the same coin!" he retorted.

Within Keystone's head, Kaylee was nowhere to be found.

When the monk exited the Thay Enclave, he found that despite only being in the establishment for a relatively short amount of time, evening had set upon Telflamm, the sun slowly setting, the last lazy beams of yellow-green light coursing across the sky. The Merchant's Fortress, bathed in deep red, yellow and green tones, appeared like a magical castle, shining with all colours of the rainbow as the beams hit its walls.

In the city streets, taverns opened for the night, many patrons and sailors coming back from a hard day at work, filling the streets with a dark mob of people, walking, running, laughing, riding horses and various other creatures.