The Drunken Junker

[Gagadug.]

Dexter Flynt felt perfectly at home in the Drunken Junker the moment he entered. Junkers knew how to make a place homely, he thought to himself, walking to the bar while taking the atmosphere in.
As Rogue it is genuenly good to visit the Junker bars every now and then, less violence, less barbaric people.
But today he wasnt here for the nice athmosphere.
A double Whisky for me.
He reminds himself why he came here, thinking about wich way he can approach it best. After another Whisky he was certain (or tipsy) enought what to do.
He turns to the barkeeper
I need to talk to someone about someone I dont know much about. Is there any person nearby that can help me with that? I need someone well informed, on the usual ways I didnt find anything.