<div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Weom/barbarian-stern-sternum.jpg)</div>Weom, with horse reins in hand and his dog by his side, followed the others to the Perfect Princess. He listened to Shiloh as she suggested that the people may have heard of the bat but may only talk if coin were to pass their fingers. Her suggestion of only approaching employees seemed valid, he thought. Not that he was along for his intellect of course. Then she suggested prostitutes. It had been a while since he had been with a woman, even a prostitute, but if he had to he would consider, if asked, to take one for the team.<br/><br/>As they approach the place, he went to tie up the horse and instructed the dog to guard it until he returned. The dog barked in response and Weom turned and headed into the Perfect Princess. The others had already gone in which was perfect as the last thing he wanted to look like he was a member of a party. Upon entering, his size did not go unnoticed. He tried to ignore the stares, so he ordered a drink and requested a lap dance from one of the patrons more accommodating ladies. He then took his drink and then pointed so that the bar person would know where to send the lady. Perhaps if he liked her he would request a more intimate location for him to further his questioning. He then moved from the bar to a quiet darkened corner of the place and waited for the patron’s choice to arrive. While he waited he observed the others from afar as, like him, they pretended, to a lesser or more degree, not to know one another.<br/><br/>Around thirty minutes went by and he remembered that he needed to update the group. A woman had not come to his table yet so he thought nothing of leaving his empty goblet on the table to save his spot and update Shiloh. When she told him she had heard nothing, he responded with the same. He had not the heart to tell her that he had been sitting alone for all that time, but he was sure that she knew that. He was trying to help but he was best suited to fighting not finding out information. He then nodded to her and then promptly returned to his seat as a woman seemed to be showing an interest in his booth. When he returned it was clear that it was the woman that he had requested so he sat back while the shadows of this place, covered their interaction from any prying eyes.<br/>