OUTSIDE
Keharn, Barook, Astra, and Questor emerge from the Hog's Breath Inn and are now on the front stoop overlooking the Upswallow District's main thoroughfare, Vainglory Lane. The street is fairly busy with people running errands and traveling about.
The adventurers look around for the skinny half-elf, but do not immediately see him. What they do see, curiously, or perhaps not, is the figure of Boroum the bookseller outside his shop, speaking with a portly dwarf*.
* Questor recognizes this fellow!
[sblock=Leif]Questor knows this dwarf as Kordin the Overbearded, a member of the Veiled Society. Kordin is an information broker and has ties to some rather nasty folks keen on torture and grevious bodily harm.[/sblock]
Just then, emerging from the Hog's Breath, is the familiar and sigh-inducing sight of one gnomish minstrel known as Flerrian Kagel. "What's going on out here, GUYS??? Are you going on a new ADVENTURE??? You're not thinking of going without FLERRIAN KAGEL, are you???" The gnome dances around the front stoop, looking generally in the same directions the adventurers are looking for the half-elf. "Every adventure needs a GNOME! It's written down somewhere! Maybe it's in my pack!" The gnome starts rummaging through his rucksack, dumping out all manner of strange deritris: a leather-bound codpiece, a tiny mallet, a preserved ear in a small jar, coins of various kingdoms, a silver bracelet, a book which appears to be written in the goblin language, a pair of oversized shoes, a dead chicken, a powdered wig, another tiny mallet, a crumpled piece of parchment, an empty vial, a small green gemstone, and a lit torch.
"There it is! My JOURNAL!" The gnome produces a small journal wrapped in some sort of brightly-colored animal skin. He opens it. "PAGE ONE. Here I am in SPECULARUM, at the HOG'S BREATH INN. I see a beautiful human female enter the place. She is from YLARUAM."
The gnome continues to read, but the adventurers are able to mostly ignore him.