Nodding, the woman gestured for her two companions, who promptly strode to the sides, towards the leering men, some of whom were already waving with money. A distraction. The prostitue remaining, meanwhile, leaned close to the old monk, bringing her mouth close to his ear, while her already light clothing left even less to the imagination now.<br/><br/>"At the port, there is a man." her voice's accent from earlier seemed to have vanished all of a sudden, as she whispered to Valetni "A regular of Molly, is interested in helping you. Name is Lars Calandi, do not speak his name when you see him, or he'll vanish. Is a short fellow, has quite the beard, meet him this night, pier where the<i>Boundless Grace</i>is docked, come alone, or he'll be gone. Tell him that all will be well."<br/><br/>Thus said, the whore gave the old monk a kiss, laughing as if he had told her a joke, before winking at him and joining her companions in their job. The rest of the group, meanwhile, looked expectantly at the old monk.