After discussing the usual business with Sel, Pike adds almost as an afterthought.
"- Oh, ya had a visitor, I think. Almost forgot all about it. May have been one of them chimney elves, but something was off with this one. I don't recon I've seen this one before. At least I don't remember. Can't be sure what it was really. All covered up in a robe that was dark blue robe like the sea at night. Short like the chimney elves are. Could swear I saw white under the hood but could have seen wrong too. Ordered a glass of whiskey but didn't touch it. Thought that was odd too. Anyway, asked for the bartender and since it wasn't me, I'd assume it was you. Didn't talk other than that and didn't stay long either. Oh, one more thing, that one had a different smell, like flowers."
((From Unknown..))
*Sel would grab an open bottle of rum on top of the bar. Likely used to serve drinks or even maybe had been purchased by a random patron. Half in thought, he didnt care to wonder where the rum came from, he simply took it as if it had always belonged to him. It was natural for the man, a sniff at the bottle to determine if it was safe to drink, once satisfied, he took a swig and allowed the liquid to burn down his throat. His mind wondered of who was the unknown visitor that had recent visited the tavern asking of him. Leather dark boots walked across the drinking floor as he headed towards the front door and walked out into the foggy night of Roaringshore with his wondering mind*
"Another chimney elf? But the boss seen white under the hood...can nae be a chimney elf then.." *Another swig from his bottle of rum* "Hmmm think think...ordered whiskey but didnt touch it..odd..surely not one for drinking then, that was merely an act..smelled like flowers....hmm...Surely wont find a person smelling like flowers in the Shore save the Wintertals maybe." *He twitches his nose* "Guess I'll have pick up the scent of this flower and see what treasures to be had" *He downed the contents of his bottle of rum then randomly tossed it aside soon hearing the shattering of glass and staggered away towards the docks of the village, setting his course towards the city of Baldur's*
