25th of Ilcuk; Monsoon Season
He leans forward, resting an elbow on the table, "As you say, we are trusting you to do such a thing. You have shown an interest in doing what is right, I'm certain the rescuing of our kin was not a decision made from greed." he sits back in his chair as if satisfied with that explanation and continues, "The cult has grown rapidly, without concern of drawing the attention of the Ruler's cults and Hamakawa Yuko does not seem to have sent in his exterminators." he shrugs, "This is of interest."
He takes a drink before waving his hand in circles as if continuing his thoughts before speaking them, "The 'temple' is an old bath house at the bayside edge of the district. The area has been mostly taken over by the swamp and jungle as most of the edge of Pheze has been." He looks to each of you in turn as he continues, "This is all the information I can provide. We know of your professions and I must confess, I am unable to offer more than 5 silvers per day, each."
He leans back again, "There is a difference between gratitude and trust, my friends, you have the first, the second must be earned."