Kenku secured, the party focuses their attention on the storage closet that had been pointed out to them.

The door to this back room hangs loosely on broken hinges. The cramped chamber beyond smells strongly of sour fish and vinegar. It is filled with discarded ropes. canvas tarpaulins, and splintered wood from smashed barrels. You can hear ragged breathing coming from under a tarpaulin at the north end of the room.

Soar leaps immediately into action and gently moves the tarpaulin aside.

Dwaye walks forward into the room, and immediately plugs his nose to avoid the smell ”Augh, it smells so bad in here- wait a minute...”

He then proceeds to lift up the tarp that has breathing under it while saying ”I think I hear someone breathing under this...”

Edit: It looks like we posted at the same time, oof

Beneath the tarp is a red-blond haired middle-aged human in sullied but fine clothes. He is unarmed, and marred by grime and the lingering stench of rancid pickled herring. He looks up at the party when the tarp is drawn back. "You don't look like Zhents; are you Xanathar's men here to take me too, or am I witnessing an unlikely rescue?" Not waiting for a response he stands, it seems that he had been tied up but had escaped his bonds.

”Surprisingly, rescue. Come with us, I think there’s someone who wants to see you”

"Hi! I'm Soar. I think we've been looking for you. But first, I have a funny question for you. Who were you drinking with two nights ago, and what game were you playing? I want to settle a bet."

”Damn, that's very bad... Do you happen to know where Floon got taken to?”

He shakes his head. "I do not, I would imagine back to a Xanathar hideout." Coming out of the storage room, he arms himself with a rapier and dagger from one of the corpses. "I see you have captives; if they are with the Guild perhaps they know the way."

”That would make sense, but those are Kenku as you can see, and if memory serves, they can't properly speak, only repeating sentences they’ve heard before. We could still have them lead the way, but it would be more difficult.”

”I don't think they can speak at all, outside of copying, something about them pissing off a god or something, and they lost the ability to speak their own sentences. We could probably ask them if they can talk, chances are, they’ve heard a few yes’s and no’s”

"Thank you, Lord Neveremember: my bet was with my god, and he really thought you weren't who we assumed you were, so I won the bet!"

Insight check: 13

Soar asks if he is hurt or bleeding (if so she will offer to lay on hands and heal him an hp or two), and if he needs food (she'll offer some of her rations and a draw from her waterskin). Assuming he seems above-board, she asks: "We're trying to find Floon -- would you like to help us?"

Heading back out to the warehouse, she'll walk straight up to the kenku again and try her best to get them to tell her more about what happened. "It's for your own good, you know. The more you help us, the more we can help you. We'll want to alert the authorities of course -- they know how to deal with beings that can't speak straight and we'll get down to the bottom of what happened here. It sure seems like you helped kill all these people, unless you can prove otherwise. Tell us where they took the red-haired one, and how to get there, and how it's defended. This hammer's not just something I like to wave around, it could really hurt someone if Im not careful."

Intimidation: 11

Reynard looks on with a half-amused grin. Moving gracefully across the warehouse floor he jumps easily up on top of a storage crate and settles down. Drawing an apple from a pocket he takes a big bite and munches on it contentedly. 

((Sorry for the slow response. UK here so I’m asleep when the post-flurry usually occurs.  Also posting off mobile over the weekend makes it a tad harder.))

Kruk listens the man but raises his brow as he hears about the rumor of a large amount gold somewhere in the city. He schools his face to stay blank as he files the information away for later. "Why would a noble like you drink in such a rundown part of the city?"

Soar first checks that Renaer is alright. "Thank you, I am okay, though some food and water would not be unappreciated."

She then intimidates the Kenku with her warhammer. They are convinced she just might use it. In a thin, nasally voice, one says "Follow the yellow signs in the sewer!"

To answer Kruk's question, Renaer says "I have friends in low places, and it's nice to get away from the stuffy aristocratic circles now and again."

Reynard grins at Renaer’s comment. As a young noble and card player himself he knows what the other means. 

“Do we believe this kenku, or not?” He enquires of the group. “And, if so, how do we get into the sewers?”  

"Then where are your guards. My boss never leaves the upper wards without at least me and one other guard." Kruk says as he shrugs and steps away.