Tam narrowed his eyes back at Durwith. [i]Veldir curse this dwarf! Spoiling all my fun![/i] Durwith was far too insightful for his liking.

[color=green]"Where are you all staying in town?"[/color] he asked as Beaduric finished speaking. If going straight to people's houses was off the table, the nobleman's suggestion of getting the lay of the land and keeping their ears to the ground seemed a pretty good option. Whether Lady Sheila had been kidnapped or not he wasn't sure, but tavern-room talk might shed some insight on that too.

Struck by inspiration, he span around to face Saxan and the nervous cleric. [color=green]"Saxan! You're with the garrison here, right? You must have some kind of 'in' with the commander. Surely he'll know something about these families."[/color] He dug his friend in the ribs. [color=green]"You know how old soldiers gossip!"[/color]

[color=green]"Also,"[/color] he added out of the side of his mouth in a way that was not very subtle at all and looking pointedly at Kismet, [color=green]"who's your friend here?"[/color]