"Anonymous, Else it wouldn't be good business. Not that i don't like you're thinking, but no names are ever given to the Net, for this very reason."  Even as he said it, he was pondering the same thing, who could he go through, to get the answers that he needed?<br/><br/>"Its like giving someone information in confidence, no matter what the information is, if a friend tells you, you keep it." He finished and shook his head. He was growing doubt- The door handle shook. Keenst shot around, and shadows emerged, dropping the figure into the tavern, and holding it to the ground. He walked over, holding his short sword out, and pushing it at the neck of the being. " Why are you here?"