The bar is pretty empty - so Kay is bouncing around her own friendship circle. (Sorry Nilla! I didn't even see you approached the broventurers! I'll fill you in quick. Again sorry about that) Nilia recalls her interactions with the very vocally accepting of her nature and they stress they do not judge, so when she asked questions - the forefront bro speaks for the rest, who seem happy to sit back and let him do just that. "The Mayer, man! You do ah job for the community and he pays ya, even if it wasn't on the bounty board. Pretty good, brah?" They might've answered more questions - but they were in a rush. Upon Irice's request for holy water - she'd drop a mug of that grog that nearly floored the party last night. It seems like asking for specific things here only gets you stolen breakfast of whatever random sort you got lucky with or floor-levelling grog.<br/><br/>The orc grunts in agreement with Brelia. "Lotsa kids missin. Shinin men too" She chimed in while pretending to clean. Though if anyone asked if she had anything to do with it or knew more - she'd simply answer 'Nup'. With the mayor in a fancy building easily spotted (but guarded) and the guard captain's office not far from there - it wouldn't be difficult to search for anyone official. The orc looks over Brelia at the whole paralyze thing and shrugs. "They figure out." She's so nonchalant, cool and optimistic! Or.. Doesn't care?<br/><br/>Things for the party to consider one or more:<br/><br/>1) Missing Kids<br/>2) Missing guards<br/>3) encoraching vines<br/>4) trade problems<br/>5) Paralytic plants