Ruli nodded, glad she also doubted they'd be welcome. "Considering we have little else to go on beyond you [i]abysmal[/i] hunches, they're still the best we have." He tried to offer. Certainly more than he had in his months waiting in Ziad for some clue, some trail to follow. 

He remained quiet the rest of the way, his eyes searching the streets for any sign of what they needed as Kire cornered a man in rags, his oily hair thin and sticking up at odd angles. When the vagabond confirmed that the man Ruli had spotted was in fact a Gemini, or at least boasted the name, he refrained from glancing to Kire. No need to suggest to the man they were bribing that his information was that good. 
Still, the man demanded more drink, and Ruli pursed his lips. Having gotten a confirmation, he wanted answers on another topic. 

"We hear elves are a problem here. That they attack people on the street. If we want to avoid them?" He asked. The man shook the bottle again, grinning cheekily, and Ruli's frown deepened. "We can't give you more if our throats are slit in the dark."
The vagabond, realizing this, lost his grin. "South east part of town. All wetlands, not much else there."
Ruli glanced in that direction, thinking it would be easy enough to follow. The location where Ysaryn had instructed him to arrive was in the eastern part of town, the land uneven and damp, but not quite wetland.