Jamil took in the words of the Barbarian Weom, still somewhat flustered from the ordeal with the talking pendant. He just nodded to the big man, figuring he was more one for actions rather then words. The big strong and silent type, so to speak. He was just simmering down when the elves musical tone reached his ears, the keyword hunter catching his attention. He looked into her eyes, and tilted his head just a bit. Well that was a change, she was asking him where he thought they might start. He was about to speak up, when the Clasatian's voice from the side picked up over the flow of her booze.<br/><br/>Jamil moved back just a step when the spittle flew, watching the liquid hit the floor just a ways from his boots. He shook his head at her actions, and then snickered at her foul mouth. Still, she hadn't said anything mean to him; if anything she had just given him compliments.<strong>"I wouldn't say either of us are better at the skills we share,"</strong>Jamil started, his attention at the drunken Calastian. "<strong>"but we have our own areas; tracking is mine. I can't spot traps, and I'm likely not as good up close as you are. Let's just cover each others asses."</strong>He addressed her curtly, he wasn't fond of her kind; but who was he to judge.<br/><br/>Jamil then brought his eyes back to the elf, and gave a nod of his head.<strong>"As for where to start, that is a good question. Fact is, this thing is smart; he knows how to hide. The first thing someone would spout upon seeing him would be Titanspawn. The inquisition would have already had his head if he didn't know how to travel discreetly. Two ways I know of aside from the overly flawed method of normal stealth. He either cloaks his form with magic, which won't hide his normal tracks; or he can change his shape."</strong>The information so far, he thought should have been pretty obvious. Though making sure it was clear was a good idea.<br/><br/><strong>"There would be rumors in either case, we could look em up; but I'm no good at that. Or if someone knows the smuggling operations, we could skip the info gathering and just head right to the the most likely place and begin the hunt. This district isn't the largest, and it's far from the most tight knit. Shouldn't be too hard to find with the info our employer already gave us. Pinning him down probably will be."</strong>He finished, not looking forward to tracking a flying creature. They were the hardest, especially if they controlled their droppings.