Fendros took his mug in both hands on the table and stared into it. He didn't like the situation with Do'Rhajul any more than Meesei did.

"Is there anyone in particular we should look out for?" Janius asked. "Or should we simply ask around when more patrons turn up?"

"The barman may know him," Rhazii reluctantly suggested. It was the logical starting point.

Fendros took a slow breath, still looking into his ale. "Thank you for your help, Azayn. Is there anything else we should know?"