The Constable leads them a couple of blocks into town, past the inns and several blocks away from the wharf, where the odor of fishing lessens. It's a more urban area, with several streets filled with small homes, and a small business district. Up ahead is the constabulary, a large brick and stone building that is fortified, and solidly built up on a small hill, indicating that if there is a flood, it will likely be a good spot for locals to gather at for safety. As you approach it, you spy a very small, quaint and cozy cottage next to it, with a sign on the post out front that states 'Stoutly Residence'. It's likely the constable's home, although it's quite small, likely only a few rooms, but it's next door, where if there is trouble, the constable can immediately respond.<br/><br/>The contrast is amazing. While the constabulary is dull and dreary looking, the constable's cottage is brightly painted, with a small grass yard.<br/><br/>He opens the door to the constabulary, and all the cells are visible. Not much happens in Saltmarsh obviously, as all the cells are empty. There are several sets of keys and manacles on the walls, and a weapon rack full of spears and swords.<br/><br/>He motions to a wooden table with multiple chairs, and asks everyone to take a seat.<br/><br/>'Thanks for coming ladies. I'd like to state up front, that I have fifteen hundred gold to offer, that would amount to five hundred a piece. That's all we have, but I'm fairly certain that should be enough for investigating the house. It's likely a wild goose chase, but enough locals have reported incidents, so we need to take it seriously if nothing else, to calm some folks down'. While they sat, he stood behind his chair, arms resting on it.