Allen, catching up to everyone, notes that they too are heading to the tavern (Except Oldum), along with all but one of the sailors. The tavern is a dirty, seedy joint with 2 tables (one of which is taken by locals) with only a bartender/innkeeper there who's 'cleaning' a pottery mug with a dirty towel that may have been white at one point, but is now so brown with dirt and ale that you wonder how the mug retains it's tan color.
Walking across the floor to the table, the company finds that their boots stick to the floor in a discusting manner, and that after sitting down, they all have straw that was thrown down stuck to thier boots. The smell of rotten ale and dirty bodies permiates the room.
Oldum follows the men, easily keeping out of sight, though they hardly look to see if anyone would bother. They head down the 'main' street and turn down one of the many dirty alleys and continues until they reach a gate. Opening and making sure it's closed behind them, they continue on. Listening, it sounds as if they walked a short distance and then knocked on a door before entering.