The two would lead you to an inn, which seemed fairly busy. Lots of drinking and merriment here you'd almost forget that thus place was barely a hundred feet away from a violent assault. The kherjit man takes you to his room, with the orc staying near the door looking out into the hall. After a few minutes he looked to the kherjit and nods. Then the man looks to you.

[B]"My name is Bagai, I am a merchant and Craftsman of the Laspada caravan. We've always had brigands in the hills, driven to banditry by war, debt, or love of violence. Recently, however, they've been getting bolder -- leaving their camps in the wild and venturing into town, looking for unwary prey. The watch commander tell us it's because of all the fighting on the frontiers -- fewer men to keep an eye on the streets -- but I'm not sure what to make of that. It seems to me that the most logical explanation is that these bandits have an ally inside the walls, who helps them enter unnoticed and helps them identify particularly tempting targets... Yesterday, you see, they took my brother."[/B]

Bagai takes out a flask of wine and see bread from his pack, setting them down onto the table before you. He pours himself a cup and breaks some bread to share with you. Unlike your hard tact in your rations, this bread was fresh, fluffy, with a hint of nutty sweetness. [b]"My brother and I was staying here to do some work for the Merchants Guild. Pay was well enough but he was restless and wanted something more exciting. So he started fighting in the arena, trying to be the last man standing. Eventually, he succeeded and earned himself a tidy purse of silver. However a fool and his money was soon parted. Went to the tavern and brought drinks, boasting about his wealth. Drunk and wounded he left the tavern before I could find him and... He was kidnapped. Right in front of me. They managed to smuggle him out of the city before I could go get help. I've no doubt they intend to send me a ransom soon, which I don't intend to pay."[/b]

Bagai looked to you, fingers clasped as he looks to to you directly. [B]"So here's my proposition. You look like you've had a bit of experience with a blade -- and more importantly, you must have a bit of fire in your belly, or you would've kneeled over once that thug showed up. So here's what I'm asking you to do: track down these bandits to their liar, teach them a lesson they won't forget, and get my brother back safe. Naturally, you shall not be going alone. In return, you'll earn my lasting gratitude and a bit of silver. What do you say?"[/B]