* 3 a.m. Dragons claw inn. Everyone is asleep no one is here... except night owls, mercenaries and alcoholics stumbling on the way home. The hooded figure places a note on the board holding it in place with a small throwing knife*
You know who I am...
And you know what I'm looking for...
I feel he did not tell me everything... He will not listen to me.
Send me missive... tell me what you know.
