Mires swallows nervously, his eyes going back and forth between the business end of Bran's rapier and the odd dwarf, still rocking on the balls of his feet. "Look, Hugo doesn't even know I'm talking to you! I was just... um... going to tell you Hugo still has it in for you. I don't know what you did to piss him off so bad, but... wow. He goes insane every time he hears your name! I think maybe you better leave town. Err...right now?" His last two words come out as a plead, rather than a demand.
Sense Motive DC12: [sblock] Mires is lying. He might be over-emphasizing Hugo's wrath, and is certainly lying about his intentions in following Bran into the alley.[/sblock]
Sense Motive DC15:[sblock] Mires is also stalling. From his nervous glances to the other end of the alley, he seems to be expecting something or someone from the far end.[/sblock]
Jaleph and Marisa take a quick peek out into Ferrin's Lane, but no one seems to have taken much interest in the commotion down the alley.
Note: This alley has another opening at the far end, perhaps 30 yards from where you now stand. The alley connects Ferrin's Lane with Barley's Lane, runs a total of roughly 50 yards, and is about 10 feet wide. There are several doors one either side of the alley, some up a few steps, some down, and all are currently closed. It is littered with trash barrels, empty crates and kegs, and various refuse and debris from the shops and warehouses on the other sides of the doors. There are no lights other than what spills in from the streets on either side.