"We may not have to beat it out of the man. Maybe you can use some of your magic to intimidate him enough to tell us. And, if we're careful enough, the guild will never know what happened," Aegis says, looking at Dne's mask curiously, wondering what it conceals.
He pulls a dagger out again and starts to flip it into the air, catching it by the blade and repeating the action.

In reply to Aegis (msg # 56):

"We could try the Gaurds place. It looks cheaper than the 'Fatted Calf'"

[OOC: Clarity between posting thoughts and spoken words needs to be clear. In all fairness, I know several GMs that specifically ask you not to post thoughts, unless psis are present or other players should be able to have some idea of what you are thinking from body language. Not sure of our GMs ruling on this...]

"The place where the guards gather mother be a good idea. Maybe some of them guards have some.inside information on what roads out of town to avoid because of Balar's men. If you decide to go in there and eat, I'll remain out here and keep an eye out for anyone suspicious looking," Aegis says. He sheaths his dagger and crosses his arms, stretching his neck out and popping his knuckles.

In reply to Aegis (msg # 58):

"That sound like a good isea, actually. Anyone coming with me?"

“I shall accompany you, Mel.  And I sincerely hope we learn something that can expedite our cause.”
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In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 48):

"He can be gone for weeks at a time. You would know him by the red brigandine he wears, and by his red hair and beard. He wears a blue cloak as well."

In reply to Dne Utrotare (msg # 60):

The polished boss, which has a shield and leg of mutton for a sign is a modestly decorated place, with assorted shields of different mercenarie companies on the walls. Several groups of guardsmen of one type or another are about, some are in livery.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 62):

Melchizedek will ask around about a bandit called Balar...

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 63):

A beefy one eyed man in cream and brown liveru looks up as you mention him.

In reply to Ambrose (msg # 64):

"Greetings, sir. Have you heard of this bandit?"

Dne watches with amusement.  He hopes this bandit doesn’t mind being called a bandit.

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 65):

The large man, who is sitting with a Valdassyan and another Aralaise
 man with a bow, all wearing the same brown and cream livery, nods.

"I used to know some of his people befor I started working for
 the cheesmonger, DuPrix. Rough crowd, but they know how to drink alright.
I try to avoid them on the road now, bad for business."
He winces slightly and touches his forehead.
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In reply to Alphonse (msg # 67):

"Which roads in particular would you avoid to stay out of their way?"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 68):

Reanna, speaking to Marie, will ask

"Does he have a particular place where he lives? A shack or something?"

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 69):

"He has private rooms upstairs, but I don't know where he stays when away on business. I just sing, everything else is insignificant. "

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 68):

"His crew take the southeast road. Sometimes DuPrix has us go that way, he had a bad experience on the South road, but that got cleaned up, at least that was what I heard. Sometimes he pays to find out when the road is clear, but I don't know who he sees about that, and I don't ask, because it is better for me not to know."

Dne aims his beak at Marie.  “You sing?  How long have you been a singer?  Which style do you sing in?  Go ahead and sing something for us.”

In reply to Ambrose (msg # 71):

"So the southeast road is where I would find Balar. What caravans would he target?"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 73):

"Thank you. Who might know, if you don't mind me asking?"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 73):

The smaller guard with him shrugs.
"I am not too sure. Our patron, DuPrix has never been harrassed by Balar, but he pays protection, and he bears a token. I hear of others that pay similarly, and rumors of some merchants paying to have their rivals targeted, but such things are only hearsay.

In reply to Reanna Draegan (msg # 74):

"I try to stay out of those sorts of conversations. Sometimes it is better for business not to know. And as I said before, troublesome folk are insignificant to me."

Aegis tires of standing around for nothing and decides to go see what the others are up to and get a drink. As he walks in he spots Dne and Melchizidek. He looks at the guards and nods a greeting.
"What have you guys figured out? I haven't seen the others yet, so I have no idea of there indings, if any," Aegis says, seeming quite impatient.

“What have I figured out?  Not much.  But I’m pretty sure that even if we can’t find Balar, sooner or later he’ll send somebody after us, if we keep asking about him.”

In reply to Nassim (msg # 75):

"Do you know of any supposedly targeted in that way?"

In reply to Melchizidek (msg # 79):

The guard leans in toward you.
"Hercule Arceneau the spice merchant swears that someone gave him up. He was riding with four guards and over a pound each of cloves and cinnamon. "