He knows a acquaintance of ours... someone we are trying to locate...thought that perhaps he could help... Mythra says impatiently.The man's expression changes - it's obvious that Mythra's description has provoked some recognition in the innkeeper, although he does his best to compose a game face; Orsik's unintentionally brusque manner seems to have left him leery of the two. "Look, what is this? Why are you looking for this fella Derslin? Forgive me, but I don't know you, and you don't look much like lawmen. Just what's your business here?"