City of Artenya
Narrow alley
Malfamous Tavern
At the tavern counter, waiting for his drink, a common but respectful man searches for information.
The bartender, a tall, strong man, brought him a pint of beer and stood there waiting for a question.
"They say that a convoy will soon leave for the far north, it's unusual."
Taking his drink, the customer began to speak.
After a few seconds of thought the bartender replied with a smile.
"Baron Vandar is said to be the buyer, but the merchandise is secret."
Taking the time to analyze the information, the client made a guess.
"He has relations with many countries it seems to me, what can he want in this city without specialties."
Somewhat surprised at the knowledge of his interlocutor, the strong man replied.
"It is true that his connections have, they say, no borders. Maybe he found something interesting on the black market."
Putting his drink back on the counter and pulling out a few coins, the customer asked his last question.
"When?"
"In two days, at dawn."
Satisfied with the information, he put the few coins he had in his hand on the counter before leaving, gradually disappearing among the enraged drunks fighting in the background, his presence soon becoming a memory.
The bartender picked up the man's drink before noticing that he hadn't taken a sip.
"What a strange character."