Endoo smirks at Gav, amuzed by his loyalty to himself and his secrets. "Your restraint within my walls is vastly appreciated, young one. It is rare to find one of such a young age who knows so clearly when to use their talents and when not to, eh? But if you'll catch my meaning ... there is a pretentious, patronizing, supercilious wealthy merchant who often frequents the Rusty Anchor - an old tavern down the road. He uses people because he has enough money to get away with it. The barkeep, waiters, and waitresses are always receiving large tips from him, but they pay for it in abuse and come-ons all the time. I, of course, would have nothing at stake should he find his pockets emptied. But since your young one here does seem so confident, I thought I would pass along a wee bit of information. And, perhaps, earn a little loyalty if the information pans out?"
Destiny gets a big grin on her face. "This merchant likes to mistreat women, eh? I've got gift for him that'll make his stomach less than pleased. And perhaps that would distract him enough for Gav to see what he could do, eh youngin' ?"
She winks at Gav, hoping that he follows her invitation. "Of course, the rest of you would have no problem building up his bravado and forcing him to boast and brag so that in the end he is made out to look like a fool, right?"