I haven’t seen you in here before! Are you travellers?
So, we meet again! Did you have a chance to take a look around town in the meantime?
Anything interesting going down in this town, is there?
Well, just about any trading house worthy of the name has an office here in Riva, and the Riva Trades Fair takes place in the market halls on the Tsa moon.
Then there’s the public baths, the schoolhouse, and the Stoerrebrandt academy in a manor outside of town…, of course, I have no idea which of those would be of interest to you.
Do you think there’s a connection between the Holberkians and the orcs?
Well, nobody could possibly deny a family resemblance between them! Apart from that… - Holberkians and blackpelts trade with each other.
It’s like this: the Riva traders don’t want to deal with the orks on the one hand, but on the other hand, there’s a Ducat or five to be made trading with the blackpelts, and they don’t want to miss out on that either. And those simple Holberkians are perfect for use as middlemen!
Do you know the rat-catcher?
No, I’ve no idea what the man does all the time. I certainly haven’t seen him inside the tavern.
Do you also believe that there are strange creatures living below ground?
I don’t know, really… I daren’t enter the sewers: they say the guildspeople are lurking down there. Who knows what that lot share their quarters with?
Do you know something about the guild and its tradesmaster?
That crowd keeps the guards on their toes, I tell you! I even heard that some of them tried to enter the castle by the sewers not too long ago!
Do you know Tarik?
Tarik?! He’s got a table all his own in the ‘Harbour Maid’.
Could you tell us something about this judge of yours?
The woman leans across the table, shooting suspicious glances left and right, before whispering:
If anyone asks, you didn’t hear it from me. Every now and then, the judge writes out a warrant for no cause at all. And you’re only released if you’re willing to pleasure him.
Have a pleasant evening!
No, you’ve questioned me enough for one day. My throat is all dried up!
Hey, landlord! Another tankard of your finest!