"Hummmugh, its around here somewhere" Valaric Fenn, Captain of a trade Vessel said to himself. He continued in the same direction for a few more minutes, but not knowing what direction this bar was in. Being a cold day, people around him were not hanging around so it was hard to ask directions, but he was sure it was close. Valaric stopped, looked to his left, he had heard someone shouting something about power and war. He turned to face the direction the shouting was coming from and found he was facing the very bar he been looking for. A man in orange clothing came running out the bar followed by a second man who was dressed in some kind of uniform. Valaric didnt see and didnt care where they were running to or from. Valaric strolled towards the bar, entered the door and looked around the bar. He was met be an interesting sight, a selection of different people were scattered around the bar, mostly sitting down, with a few standing. The bar was nice enough he thought to himself. His eye was drawn by a table near to where he was standing, and there seemed to be blood over the table and over a couple of people, and a further pool of blood close to where he was standing. Ah ive been to worse places he thought.
Valaric spotted a man holding a mop and dressed like a barman. Well I guess I could ask the barman he thought to himself. He walked to where the barman was standing and said:
Excuse me, do you know a ship engineer by the name of Argo Arillion, just that he said he meet me here?
