As the busywork of dealing with unhallowed corpses proceeds apace outside, Doorgath works his way past the interested onlookers and to the bar.
The barkeep is just coming from the back from the back room, with a fresh tun of ale in tow to serve the locals that seem now to not be in too much of a hurry to go home. He nods at Doorgath to wait for a second while he's setting up for fresh ale. While still working away he looks up at Doorgath, catches his breath and says, "The Pearl? You sure? Why that's Payvin's barge. His whole crew deserted him a week past, now. Yes, that's right, his whole crew! I heard it first hand from the pierwatch."
"Payvin, he likes his crew aboard the night 'afor castoff. Payvin hi'self was taking care of last-minute cargo in the bazaar. They says that when he got back to his boat, 'twas plumb empty! Can you believe it? 'Twas said that the crewmen must have all thrown together. Decided to leave off and find a new captain--'least that was what people was sayin'..."