Ashanti pouts as Minda leaves off from her ministrations, she got up awkwardly and moved forward to put am arm around Tristans shoulder.

" Whats a Prime Arsebiter Sidecock Rustcan?  I mean it sounds interesting....is there a safety word involved?"

She shook her massive mane of hair spraying the area with sea water.

"nah....me and my parents had a...... philosophical disagreement. titles mean nothing to me lordling."

Tristan grins at Ashanti "if I had to guess I would say it is some sort of brothel"

"You need to show more respect to your betters, wench!" Splutters Vivor going red. "My father is highly regarded as the right hand man of King Dwendal hiself! I suggest you apologise immediately or my friends and I shall have to teach you a lesson!"

"  I offer a full apology for mispronouncing your words for I am a simple foreign girl and unfamiliar with public figures in these climes. Please accept all the apologies that I am offering in front of everyone here and accept that there is absolutely no reason to begin any violent actions that may end up with everyone here executed or incarcerated. Allow me to purchase a beverage of your choosing to sooth frayed nerves.", Ashanti said loudly and in a monotone, these idiots were looking for trouble and it would be all the assembled commoners who would pay the price.

She continued, just as loudly, " If my words have truly caused grievous offence, I offer myself as an object to be beaten until you feel your honour has been satisfied."

Tristan is starting to Quietly chuckle.

"Such anger is beneath one of such high status." Sinsil says to the nobles. "Perhaps your father would like to know that you spend your free time rabble rousing and fightmongering?" She asks the leader directly. "His majesty must love that his top advisor's son enjoys antagonizing his people when they are simply enjoying themselves. Your actions have too much political bearing to be this brash young man." Sinsil is earnestly trying to deescalate the situation, but as always her choice if words is patronizing and potentially insulting.

The three young men furrow their brows, trying to reconcile Ashanti's words with her bored tone. "Well that's... better. As a foreigner your ignorance is forgivable, but you would be well served to hold your tongue in the future. Come on. " 

Pulling a gold piece from an elaborately embroidered coin purse, he throws the money contemptuously on the table and stalks away. There is a brief commotion when he bumps into the mustachioed half-elf, before they leave. 

(I dont know how much Tristan won from the drinking contest, but I assume it is enough to pay for everyones drinks?)

Tristan leaves his earnings on the table for the bar "thanks for your services. stretch this as far as it will go."

Tristan walks over to Ashanti and whispers "I have a distinct feelin' they are up to no good"

You will have won three more gold, in addition to the gold piece you put in. 

After things settle down, half-elf gentleman approaches your party.

"Forgive me for interrupting, but I couldn't help but admire the way you took care of Lawmaster junior and his cronies. Not many have the guts to stand up the the Truscan family, let me tell you! I am called Agelmar, and I seem to be in need of skilled help who don't mind an element of... risk."

He glances around to be sure no-one is listening in, before taking a seat and leaning in. 

"I am certain you have noticed the doubled security around town- ever since whatever it is started wandering around at night, no one enters or leaves the city without having everything searched, prodded and poked. It makes it nigh on impossible to conduct business... discreetly."

Tristan tips his hat once more "Guts aint what's needed. just a blatant disregard for ones own safety."

Tristan listens intently "that I have. I am assuming you want us to...investigate the threat and neutralize it?"

Mobile- Agelmar gives a shrug. “Sure, that’d be nice. But my concern is getting some goods out of the city... unobtrusively.”

Tristan looks him dead in the eyes. "you want us to smuggle for you?"

Brona lowers her head as the young Truscan begins to engage with her companions. Hearing the rank his father held, she listens closely but does not say anything. Just let him leave. He may be harmless, but his father isn't. As she sees him start to leave, she lets out a sigh of relief and as the half-elf begins to speak she takes a seat.

With each word he spoke, her uneasiness rises and she flashes her eyes to Tristan as he speaks the word "smuggle". Under the guise of stretching her neck, she quickly glances around the tavern to see if any of the patrons are paying attention to their table.

Agelmar glances around nervously and lowers his voice further. “Well yes, actually, but we don’t say it out loud, alright? Two cases, about this size- “ he indicates a square approximately two feet across, and a foot deep- “and a tidy profit for your group. So are you interested? Or have I misjudged you all?”

Brona, can you make me either a perception or insight check to observe the other patrons.

Perception 18

They seem to be uninterested in your group. 

Ashanti looked at the size of the packages indicated, " Well.....thats not going to fit for a body concealment....unless you have a very relaxed ogre handy."

She looked around, " Anyone got any magic that could help?  Assuming we wish to help this man with his nefarious criminal enterprise."

" Whats in the packages?", she said as she snatched up her shark-lance and leant on it.

"I can be discreet- when I need to. answer the lady and you have a deal."

Sinsil waves a hand and the box looks like a watermelon.

Mobile- {just to clarify- the crates aren't actually with him, he is just gesturing to show the size} 

Agelmar smiles at Ashanti. “A reasonable question.” He shakes his hand and a small brass cylinder falls into his palm. “A gentleman has an interest in... enhanced protection.” He closes his hand again and the pistol cartridge is gone. “I simply aim to provide... security. Peace of mind, if you will”. 

He turns and nods at Sinsil. “Illusions could be effective. Can you do two at the same time? Also don’t forget we need a way to carry these”