Nate gets somber and downs the drink. “Unfortunately, no one got away. Most of the crew took a dive to the green below, Captain included. Me and a few others were captured but I haven’t seen them.” Nate beckons Jack closer and quietly says with seething hatred in his voice, “That rat Scritch betrayed us. Has he been through here? And have you heard of a bird woman, injured today? I need to find her.”

Liana approaches a young boy wearing a red scarf. The bright color stood out to her in the earthy tones of the bar patrons. She suspects the kid couldn't be much older than 10, though malnutrition could definitely make most pre-teens look much younger than they really were. 

She approaches him casually and says to the lad, "Better red than dead," which is a code phrase for the Red Hood Gang. Depending on the boy's reaction, she would know if he was for certain in that group.

Aidan takes a seat on a bench near the entrance, purposefully keeping a discreet distance between himself, Nate, and Liana so as not to alarm their contacts with unfamiliar faces. He still keeps his eyes peeled for any signs of trouble or their quarry.

(If needed, Perception Check: 21 )

Jack's face hardens, "No lad, I haven't. That willy elf hasn't come by, though this'll be the fifth time I'll be hearing his name. Seems like he's wanted by more people other than you. And for the bird woman..." He gives a lecherous smile, "Got a thing for feathers, have ya? Can't blame you, some of my best nights were in their laps, softest pillow ever."

@Aidan

The boy grin brightly as he tugs up his scarf. He strikes a pose as he says, "Red Hunter, here to help!" He says proudly.

Aidan makes a mental note of those coming and going. If the others' contacts don't pan out well, they might be worth looking into.

Gaèl once again finds himself in a quite lively place and thus a location he normally tries to avoid. Immediatly after they reached the Broken Wing, he would've let the others do their thing and hop off into one of the more quiet corners of the pub, if possible sitting down on a table with the entrance in view. He doesn't expect to see anyone he knows and instead keeps an eye out for anything he deems interesting or weird. Or a military spy.

Perception: 22

Nate also smiles. “While they are soft, that’s not the reason. She’s the reason I’m not in a cell right now. I need to find her to finish our earlier conversation.” He looks around. (Anyone he recognizes?)

7 Perception 

"Excellent!" Liana reaches a hand out to the young man to shake it. "I'm so glad to find one of our own. I'm looking for some information..." Liana gestures for the kiddo to come close. She kneels down, leans in toward him, and whispers, "I'm chasing an awful person, and I need our boys on it. Do you know where Hank is at the moment?"

"Well, didn't see much of any birds today...though," Jack strokes his beard, deep in thought, "There was this one bird who came, out of breath and just collapsed on one of our tables. Some of the fellas took the birdy to the healer. Though there was also this really angry one. Came in glaring daggers at everyone, told'em to leave if they're gonna start something. Gave me a snarl and walked right on out."

@Nate

@Gael

The boy nods, "Yup! Last time I saw him, he was knocked out on our couch at our hideout. The older kids said he's been working real hard ever since he heard they caught you...I mean, Liana the Red. Definitely not you, ma'am." The boy corrects himself.

“Which healer Jack? It’s my ass if I can’t find her.” Nate looks seriously at Jack, which he doesn’t do often. Typically he acts more belligerent, so Jack should know it’s important.

"Ease up lad, can't very well leave my tavern to my workers every single time a hurt dame comes through." Jack gestures to the crowd of patrons in his tavern. Jack's face hardens a bit as he speaks clearly, "My guess being they took her to the closest, that being Chelsea, noisy little halfling cleric...but with a great assets. She's just a couple blocks from here, just head out, take a left and keep going till you see the little clinic she set up. She's devoted to Eldath so a bunch of little waterfalls around the place." 

Nate gives a small smile at Jack as he flips him a good piece. “Thanks Jack, and here’s a little something to keep this dump running,” he says jokingly. Nate goes to tell the group where the aarakocra might be. “There’s a clinic just down the way that has a hurt bird woman that might be our target.”

Aidan gives Nate a nod.

"Sounds like a good lead."

He looks over in the direction where Liana is speaking with the boy, and asks,

"Give Liana a few minutes to see what that kid can tell her, then hit up this healer? How close is it?"

“Only a few blocks away. Her name’s Chelsea.” Nate watches Liana, waiting.

"Alright then, let's hit'em up." Nean already starts strolling out of the Broken Wing, gently whistling a lighthearted melody.

Lilliana watches and listens quietly, keeping her eyes open for signs of their target, following behind the others with a slight smile. It was good to be out of that cell...

Aidan looks back to Nate.

"If you would prefer, perhaps a few of us can go check out your lead while one of us waits here for Liana to wrap up? If you can give me some landmarks or signs to look for, I'll wait here for her and we can catch up in a bit. That way we waste as little time as possible."

He looks around at all the group still gathered together, with a glance at the one already walking out.

"What do you guys think?"

“That sounds fine.” Nate will explain to Aiden how to get there, get Liana’s attention, and point to Aiden. Then he’ll lead the others that want to come to the healer Chelsea.