EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Hmm, well if I remember right, he's a dark-haired man with a scar on his cheek. Might be hard to notice from a distance, though. More helpful is probably that he's a friend of the boss, so he's allowed to carry a dagger. Not many others, aside from bouncers, who can do that. Hope that helps." Nargrak explained.

Kaleeth was quick to speak up after the Orc started describing Viper. "Wait, he carries a dagger? I see a human with one on his hip right now; I just can't tell from here if he's Breton or Imperial."

"Let me see." Nargrak said, getting up onto her knees and crawling over to the curtain. Kaleeth moved out of the way to allow her to peer out, though it only took a moment for her to turn back with an answer. "Yeah, that's him. Looks like he's about to start on the skooma. Fortunate timing for you two, I guess. Won't have to wait here jabbering with me. Just, uh, take my advice. If you're going to talk to him, get straight down to business. He's not the type that likes to be interrupted for anything else."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Nargrak chuckled. "Ah, so that's the one you're after. Some thief boss, as far as I know. I think he leads a local guild of thieves or something. Does smuggling, heists, trades information, that sort of thing. Again, I have to wonder why you two would want to meet with him. He's just trouble. Either you have no idea what you're getting into, or...you're more complicated of people than you're letting on."

The Orc rubbed her chin briefly. "You met the man before? Will he be expecting you? You even know what he looks like or when he'll be here? He doesn't usually come at any set time." She asked.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Yeah, greetings and all that. Name's Nargrak. "I can't really stay in here forever on the coin you gave me, but you can probably get over an hour out of it, on the high end. Hopefully that's enough for you to find whoever it is you're lookin' for."

Nargrak leaned back, holding herself up with her hands. She looked at Sabine curiously. "Let's see, who could you be meeting here...Lucilia, or maybe one of the Wolgram brothers? Viper, Ara'wha, the Jackdaw, perhaps Cirnorlain? Ah, you probably don't want to mention it. None of those people are very public with their dealings. Biggest question is why someone as seemingly innocent as you two are wanting to meet with anyone that would want to come here? It is 'cause of that other Argonian you came in with, the one that hired Anaya? He in that other room chatting her up too?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The Orc narrowed her eyes at Sabine and crossed her arms. "Wait, make me sleep? Like, with a spell? Well that's surprisingly...rude for a nervous girl like you."

The Orc's gaze was judgmental for a few seconds before she let out a sigh and gave a shrug. "Well, you already paid me, so as long as you don't ask for that back, we can just sit and chat for a while. Can't say I've ever had a casual chat with my breasts hanging out and skooma in the air, but there's a first for everything, I guess."

Kaleeth trusted Sabine's judgment, so she went ahead and positioned herself next to the curtain so she could look out on the main room. "We don't want to cause any trouble for anyone; we just need to talk to someone and don't want to do the...things that people come here for."

The Orc grunted. "'Least I was right about you two not belonging here. You're not the first to come in here lookin' for someone, but they usually get thrown out after a while. Bouncers don't like it when people loiter around buying nothing, and the boss doesn't like his business becoming a casual meeting spot. People've told him to tell some of his clients to do their business elsewhere, but he don't want to 'offend' them. Some of the people that come looking for them are too proud to give us working girls any coin, but between us, just about any of us would be willing to sit around and talk for coin. I mean, you could pay me to do a lot of things."

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The Orc stood with her hand on her hip for a few seconds, looking over Sabine and Kaleeth. She looked tough as they approached, but as soon as Sabine spoke, she started to smile. "I can help as many people as you bring to me. And for just you, I'll tell you what, I'll do it for the regular price."

After exchanging the gold, the Orc walked with Sabine and Kaleeth into one of the stalls. The curtains were all violet covered, and made from heavy, thick fabric. Though, it did little to dampen the sounds from the neighboring stalls. Inside the stall itself was fairly small and simple, being that the only object in the room was a single, large, circular cushion in the middle of the floor with a very...particular smell.

As the Orc closed up the curtain behind them, her expression took a rather surprising turn: sympathy. "Okay, so you two girls are beyond nervous. Saw it the moment you stepped in the door. Your first time here?" She said as she sat down cross-legged on the cushion. "You get dragged here by someone, or this just the first time you've done this? Come on, don't be afraid to talk. No need to rush." Overall, she was being surprisingly friendly for someone whose job was supposedly just seduction. Granted, Sabine had made her emotions rather easy to read.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Colors finished his drink long before Sabine or Kaleeth, though he was able to simply act as if there was something remaining in his mug for a few minutes. When Sabine finally decided that it was time, Colors gave her a silent nod, then stood up from his cushion. He did not have to go far, as there was a particular woman he had his eyes on for the last few minutes. She was a young Breton woman standing nearby with her eyes on the other patrons. Her face was all smiles as Colors approached her with his usual confidence. Regardless of her actual opinions, she could keep any kind of act she wished for her job.

Colors had only to exchange a few words with the woman before counting out some gold coins and handing her a small bag of them. From that point, she was completely receptive to any advances he made. Colors walked alongside her, his arm wrapped low around her waist, towards the private "rooms." Although, as he was just starting to step out of sight, he glanced back to Sabine and Kaleeth with a flash of concern. He did actually hope that she knew what she was doing.

Kaleeth, meanwhile, was looking nervous, but she trusted Sabine. She knew the plan, so she just had to follow her lead. She sat close enough to Sabine to make it easy to speak quietly. "Okay, what's the first step now?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Colors shrugged. "We could just kind of...peer out around the curtain. Look through a gap just big enough for our eyes. If we have stalls on the opposite side of the hall from each other, we could still have a good view of the main room. And it's not too loud; we'd probably be able to hear his voice in the crowd. You two could probably hire one together and go through with whatever plat you have. I'd have to hire a different one. I can't avoid going through with it, but, well, I don't have any problem mixing business and pleasure." He grinned.

Colors gave another glance across the room. "I guess ales first, though?"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Colors lightly shook his head. "Just sitting and watching for too long would be unusual. Hiring them is the simplest option, certainly, but strictly speaking, no, you don't have to. We'll have to be creative. Delay properly to blend in as much as we can. It would be easier if I could buy skooma, but Fendros gave his orders. Only thing left is the prostitutes, so I don't have that many options. You could both buy a bit of time if you order an ale. They're stronger than normal to try to get their patrons drunk faster, but one of them won't get you there by itself. Wouldn't order a second, though."

Colors turned his head towards the curtained-off stalls in the hall of to the right. "If we can get into one of those unnoticed, we can hide for a while. Probably until our contact comes in. I could get in by hiring one of them, and make an excuse for resting there for a bit. Just got to figure out how to get you two in."

Despite how he behaved the previous night, Colors was not actually encouraging Sabine to indulge in what the establishment had to offer, as he intended to. He seemed to actually be sympathetic to Sabine and Kaleeth's discomfort.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Kaleeth was not sure how to answer, nor entirely what Sabine was wanting. Meanwhile, Colors nodded. "You just have to put on a good act. Avoid suspicion." Colors said speaking as quietly as he could while still being audible to them. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on the perspective, the establishment was not too loud. They did not need to speak too loudly to hear one another, but at the same time, they did not want anyone else eavesdropping on them. It was, after all, not normal for one to willingly go into a brothel while taking objection to everything they offered.

"I can stay here a bit longer. Need to finish my drink, after all. What do you intend to do? Anything I can do to help?" Colors asked.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The Breton leaned in and turned one side of his head towards Sabine. "Hmm? My apologies, I couldn't quite hear you. Are you interested in anything I have to offer?"

Kaleeth spoke up a bit louder, mostly repeating what Sabine had said. "Not right now. We're, um, just getting a feel for this place."

The Breton bowed his head. "Ah, but of course. You know where to find me when you decide it is time for some entertainment."

As the Breton walked away, Colors moved himself closer to Sabine and Kaleeth so he could speak more quietly. "There don't seem to be any Imperials here right now, so he'll at least stand out if we see him." He said, pausing as he took in a deep breath. The air was somewhat thick with smoke from skooma pipes. It's scent was unmistakable; pleasant for Colors, though not likely as much for Sabine or Kaleeth. Not to mention, their enhanced hearing made it all the more easy to hear any noises from the direction of the private rooms. "Think you'll be okay. I know this isn't really your kind of place, but...you may want to try to look like you're having a good time. Attract less attention that way." He explained. Surprisingly, his expression was actually showing what looked like genuine sympathy.