Recudor: Nightly Stroll #2

"Ah well, I wasn't sure if you were still making progress, but I guess if you're that urgent to get going, you didn't turn up anything useful, eh?" He asks as they step out. He waves back to the Bartender as he walks out and looks up. It seems to be a starry evening, the moon out in full.

"Anyway, I got a lead and a swig of some really good liquor. Clarent is said to have taken shelter in a church, to the east outside of town. It's a historical site and the city guards are apparently searching the place for unusual activity but knowing them they'll be gone by morning. We've got a lot of muddied waters here, and a good lead on what to do next, but it's getting later and I don't want to get ourselves in over our heads. I'll pick this up tomorrow. Since you know of the events that occurred here tonight I'll be keeping you up to date on what's what with this. Be careful what you do with this. Can't have folks panicking..."

"Yeah, I was hoping she would have some idea of who the others were, but I guess it was just a waste of time, sorry about that." Lox seemed slightly disappointed, he also didn't seem to take much stock in the beautifully starry night though having grown up on a farm those were in pretty heavy supply through most of his life. It would seem he had grown fairly used to them.

"At least we got a good solid lead now though. Just make sure you don't go chasing it down alone, that will only lead to disaster." Lox nods along as Sharpe continues to explain. "Don't worry, I'll make sure to keep the details to myself, I'll let you decide on who to entrust with the information. You're far more qualified for that role anyway."

With a new fresh lead and a common understanding, Sharpe and Lox head home taking the same route as before. The two of them arrive at the docks just in time to board the automated boat that Lox had met the Doctor and Mitsuki in and eventually make it back to the southern district and home.

No further incidents occur that night.