BE7's The Ghosts of Saltmarsh

As Kreb begins to talk about what needs investigating, the spooky going’s on and the metal promise of the undead, Joni plucks out a quick lick on her Lyre, two short bars. 

She leans towards the one patron and his friend. “Who’s Dakkin?” she asks.

Milo listens to the exchange. At the mention of ghosts he rubs his left arm absently but says nothing.

The man pauses his laughter, raises a bushy eyebrow to his buddy, then to Joni, then forces a phlimmy cough.  "Hard tu talk, dry throat 'n all," he croaks.  He offers up a "smile", missing teeth, yellow teeth, and decaying teeth assault your eyes and nose.

Kreb chuckles softly, already filling a mug.

***3 cp covers the rot gut ale if you chose to cover it***

Isa Insight - 20

Isa climbs onto a stool to be closer to eye level with Kreb and leans in a whispers, "Barkeeps are notorious for town news and I bet you see most of what goes on around here. Whether its ghosts or something else it should be dealt with so what harm is there in telling me what you know." 

Persuasion 18 if needed

"I knows dat full stools 'n empty hands is bad business..."  he begins, but something about the way Isa asks gives him pause.  "Ain't nuttin' fer free 'n Saltmarsh.  Sun's fer sett'n 'n an hour.  Put yer music makin' tu use 'n brings me a few mo' payin' folk.  Deal?" he asks?

***OoC:  is the party agrees to play a set as the ships are coming into harbor he will talk.***