Your efforts to locate and free your captured tribespeople have not, thus far, been fruitful. With your time in Anselm's Landing almost at an end, perhaps it is wise to try a different approach, and reach out to the one person who must surely know everything there is to know about slave-trading in this part of the world: Utrio, the owner of the arena that sits at the heart of Anselm's Landing.
Utrio's palace isn't difficult to find. It adjoins the arena on one side, while the other looks out over the market square at the heart of the city, a vast double door set into its imposing outer wall.
Two guards stand watch outside the door, their crimson cloaks and burnished breastplates seeming to glow in the sun. Drazha has accompanied you on this trip, and as you set eyes on the guards, she nudges you in the side. "Look at that pair of peacocks," she scoffs. "If either of them has ever seen a battle, I'm the sultan of Kulmajalar."