<div class="floatleft"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>M<br/>A<br/>R<br/>C<br/>U<br/>S</strong></span></div></div><div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">  <br/>  <br/>  <br/>  <br/>  <br/>  </span></div><hr/><hr/>Marcus finished the glass he'd been cleaning before responding, leaning on the bar slightly to make his voice a bit clearer.  "Good times?  I'd recommend Jereil.  He lives upstairs and doesn't charge, but I think he's with someone at the moment."  He didn't seem to be finished with his information as he paused to get that second drink.  "...Until then, there's always the brothel located down the road.  Can I get you anything else?  Got a menu you can look at, if you want.  Name's Marcus, by the way.  Welcome to my Inn."<br/><br/>Part of him wanted Driskoll to stick around.  It was easier to get to know someone when they were in sight versus word of mouth, and Marcus knew everyone.  He had a feeling, though, that this first visit would be brief.<br/><hr/><hr/><hr/><div align="center">LOCATION * BEHIND THE BAR<br/>TAGGING * DRISKOLL</div>