Hammerhand Family Room:
Ninian swaddles down under his fluffy covers and closes his eyes. He is soon fast asleep with the promise of future tale-telling.
"I am Durst's guest and friend. He saved me from a very big racoon in a city call Perten far to the south. I grew up in the streets there. I've never left his company since. He, Aileen, and Ninian are my family now. I guard them as much they guard me."
"I know very little beyond what I told you at the bridge. I did bring the note I received about your and the others arrival. I left it downstairs with that nice kobold fellow. He was sitting with Dongar. The kenku bard was in the middle of a story for the patrons when I came up here." He pulls out a small loaf of bread and breaks it in half. He gives Wrinkle the bigger piece and then breaks the bread again. He gives one piece to Borya and eats the other. "In the morning, you and the others should all gather on the Market Bridge, that's what my note says," Wilie replies with his mouth half full.
"Helman might uncover something about this S.H. person. He has a lot of contacts throughout the city. It will take time, but if S.H. lives in Bard's Gate, Helman will uncover his identity."
"Who is this S.H. person?" Wrinkle asks. He only nibbles at the bread. "And are you sure its a 'he' and not a 'she'?"
"Hmm, good thought. I hadn't considered that," Wilie responds. "S.H. could be anything that can read and write. Maybe even an 'it'."
"I'll will watch over Durst, if you are needed elsewhere," Wrinkle offers to Borya. "Durst wouldn't want anyone to miss an opportunity for adventure."