One mans war

[Jal-Koon]

Jal drummed at his knees excitedly.

"Ha! Yes, that's exactly it, and here I was worried about how to explain it. Leave it to the wisdom of a barkeep..."

Several insectoid heads were now peeking out of various folds of cloth. A faint hum drifted through the air.

well my being here is simple i am looking for a man.
he is worth a bit of money and chasing him is what i am doing for the time being.

[Jal-Koon]

"Yes, yes. You had mentioned that before. What makes you think he'd be in this area of all places? Lots of bounty hunters make stops here, not the greatest place for the hunted to hide."

A slight pause ensued.

"Ooh! Unless he doesn't know he's being hunted!"

maybe he does and maybe he doesn't. i had some Intel that he eats here a lot is all.

[Jal-Koon]

Jal yawned, releasing several hornets from his throat. One crawled about his face before forcing itself into a nostril. The other buzzed happily around the room.

"Aye, must you be so cryptic? Perhaps we know this poor bloke, it would certainly make your job much easier. What's he look like?"

about 5'6 red hair
has a scar that runs down the right check and a dragon tattoo on his kneck

[Jal-Koon]

"Oooooh, he sounds like a tough one. I wonder what he did to drive someone to seek your talents... I hope you've seen this fellow yourself because scars, tattoos, and red hair aren,'t exactly uncommon. Of course being a man-hunter you'd be used to that."

"The ale and food here draws people from all around, so if he is in the area, he's bound to show up sooner or later."

i dont know why my employer wants this man i just do as told.
i learned the hard way dont ask questions just do.

[Jal-Koon]

"Learned the hard way eh? Doesn't sound entirely pleasant."

He drummed on the table with his marred fingernails.

"Sort of a rough and tumble life you live."

yah thats the life i live