The party push open the doors and stand around looking into the tavern when a voice yells out "shut the flaming doors it's colder than a sea hag's nose out there!" The tavern is festooned with pictures and pieces of nautical equiment but is shabby and rub down.

Going into the tavern, Ophelia is so anxious about this place that she tries to hide behind Klaes. She is so focused on mentally preparing herself for what might come next that she doesn’t seem to notice the voice telling them to shut the door. Looking around, she questions herself if going into that mysterious tunnel that led her here was a good idea. However, there is no going back, so she says “Well, I’ve never really been in a tavern until today, so maybe you guys should do the talking?”

Aedar quickly closes the door behind the group and as he turns around looking for the origin of the yell, he also attempts to get a better glance at the rest of the establishment and at its patrons. He then nods in response to Ophelia's question.

"Wait, not abandoned," Eryn snorts as she follows the others. "But still cool!"

Klaes makes sure Ophelia is behind his top hat. "Hang in there little one, let us hope not, but things may get a little rough here." He fixes again his suit, and looks at the patrons. "Greetings. We are here looking for a mista Floon Blagmaar. Anyone of you find gentleman happens to have heard of that name?"

Klaes' Persuasion check = 15

One of the dock workers looks up saying "wey thor wes twa men heor a couple iv neets ago. Yen iv them caaled the othor 'Floon'."

As the dockworker finishes speaking an older man yells at him "Yee young gowk. Haven't ah taught yee that information hez value an' yee divvint give owt awa fo' free! "

"Oh, payment? For information. Ya that makes sense," Eryn says. "Is there anything in particular you're looking for?"

Aedar, observes, in silent, the other patrons and the rest of the room as Klaes and Eryn talk with the dock workers. "Let's hope the payment they require is not too high to pay" thinks.

(Woohoo!! Almost a nat20, I will take it!!)

Klaes gives a wide warm smile to the dock workers. He calmly walks a few paces toward them. "Please mista, tell me how can ah help you, so dat you can help os find this Floon fella."

The young dockworker looks over at the older dock worker and mutters something that sounds like "Um. Ah forgot warra saaw?" The older dockworker facepalms at his young colleague's ignorance of how things are done before taking a deep draught of his ale and turning to Klaes "Wey sir, it looks leek ah ma knar somethin iv interest tuh yee an' yor friends. the queshtun is wot is me information worth tuh yee? Ah am thinkin a gold dragon is a fair price?"

As the older dockworker finishes to talk, Aedar takes a few step forward and addresses him "Let's make it one Sambar mate." He takes out a coin from his pouch "Your friend there already gave us half of the information for free." continues as he points at the younger dockworker. (Persuasion, 10)

The dockworker is all smiles as he holds out his hand and says “a sambar it is then. Neeo abyeut this Floon charactor. Wey aye he wes heor twa neets ago wi' a real dandy. Eftor a couple iv drinks, the dandy says ah hev tuh leev as ah hev anuthor chaptor tuh write t'nyte. Are yee comin? Tuh this the Floon blerk says 'no he is ganin tuh sta on a bit'. Wey eventually anuthor dandy torns up. Aa'd seen this blerk befawa Renaor Neverembor he wes." Another dockworker pipes up at this “chip off the aad blerk that yen” and another dock worker says “just anuthor spoiled rich neeble whe likes tuh rub wor neeses in it.” After the other dock workers have said their piece, the spokesperson continues “these twa kept drinkin an' played fair iv cards befawa toolin aroond midneet. Five blerks followed them yeut, an' ah divvint knar wot happened eftor that - but it probably wes neet canny!"

"Would any of you by any chance may have seen where mista Floon may have gone?" Asks Klaes trying to pierce the dockworker's thick accent.

“Ah divvint knar wheor he went but ah ma knar wheor the blerks that followed them cyem from!” the old dockworker says with his hand out palm up.

Aedar shakes his head as he has difficulties in understanding the old dockworker and turning towards the rest of the group says "I'm afraid that I do not understand much of what this man says" As the dockworker puts his hand out with the palm up Aedar adds "That I can understand, but I already paid you." 

“That's true yee hev! But ah will tell yee wot? Buy me friends an' ah anuthor roond an' ah will tell yee wot else ah knar,” the dockworker replies

Translation in spoiler

Klaes looks around. "Sure, why nut?" He tosses a gold piece to the barkeeper. "Please, make it a round for all of us. I hope dat covers it." He sits next to the dockworker. "Now, please tell us all dat you know, for the sooner we find this mista, the better for him."

The dockworker takes a deep draught from his ale “me thanks fo' this.” He pauses before continuing “neeo wheor wes ah?”. He places his right index finger alongside the side of his nose and whispers “that's reet it hez cum tuh me attention that the blerks wot followed Floon an' eez companion yeut are often seen at a warehoose up on Candle Lonnen.” At the quizzical look on Klaes' face as he obviously has not heard of Candle Lane  he continues “yee will nee't tuh gan back tuh Fillet Lonnen, then up Zastra Street. Its just off the Wa iv the Dragon.” As he finishes another dockworker says “lyeuk yeut fo' the sign iv the winged serpent on the door”.

Translation follows

Aedar thanks the dockworker as he finishes to speak "Thank you good man, you have been of much help." He then turns towards the rest of the group saying "The trail may already be cold, but I suggest that we check that warehouse." Aedar pauses a moment as he place an hand on the pommel of his sword "Things will probably get messy, let's stay extra alert."

"Do lots of people make a habit of going to abandoned warehouses in this city?" Eryn asks, plucking on the strings of her lyre as they walk.