"Well, I wouldn't worry too much about that,-- I can drink more than enough for both of us," Doryn says, chuckling a bit, turning his attention to the bartender that had come to attend to them.<br/><br/>Most of them have seen Doryn in the state that he's in now, on occasion,-- the Dew Drop is one of those places where the Knight-Captain feels safe enough to drop down his guard, and he's certainly gotten drunk here on occasion, and is generally regarded by the staff as a pleasant drunk.<br/><br/>...of course, the Captain hasn't really been drinking that much<em>tonight</em>(and it's a bit early in the evening for him to be so inebriated), but you certainly wouldn't know that to look upon him.<br/><br/>Ordering himself a bit more to drink, seeming vaguely amused by something that the Baron shared,-- which, honestly, WAS kind of amusing,- the poor man must not have done any research at all on the place where he was sent if he didn't realize that this was one of his regular hangouts. Hopefully he didn't kill whomever left that little detail out too badly, but sadly, there probably wasn't anything Doryn could do for that. None the less, that little bit of good fortune was certainly good for him, so he just hoped that whomever it was... wasn't someone that Doryn actually cares about..<br/><br/>"As for the other, well, I'm afraid that whomever gave you your information was rather misinformed," he says, finally, chuckling a bit and shaking his head. Giving the Baron another pat on the back, as if in sympathy for the poor guy's position,-- or just, as Doryn was generally said to be, 'a friendly drunk'. "Really, I rather think that I would have noticed such a thing, considering that this is my preferred resting spot. It gets rather more attention from the City Guards, as well, and most criminal sorts steer clear from that sort of thing."<br/><br/>A bit more of a chuckle, Doryn's attention wandering over toward the bar, waiting for his drink,--<br/><br/>"--where is Charley with my drink? Anyway! I have some good news for you, in any event, that being that I'm fairly sure I saw your Diamond earlier. It's a shame you didn't report the theft earlier, that'll make releasing it to you a bit more of a hassle, but that's neither here nor there anyway. The Duke has ordered everything locked down for now in any event..."<br/><br/>Doryn glances over a bit, hrmmming as if considering something before putting an arm around the Baron and leaning in.<br/><br/>"...actually, maybe<em>you</em>can help<em>me</em>my friend. Especially if I can, perhaps, get your Diamond back? Sentimental value, I'm guessing?" the Captain asks, glancing at the Baron, looking to all the world like a somewhat-drunk-but-serious-man deciding if he can make a deal with someone under the table. "I need someone I can trust amongst the Nobility, you see,-- I'm not supposed to say anything but honestly this Treason business is a bit over my head and I'm in need of some outside expertise here less I end up looking like a fool to the Duke,-- these thieves, you see, well,-- they stumbled upon something a bit out of their depth."<br/><br/>Voice low, eyes intent, Doryn leans in a bit more.<br/><br/>"..well, suffice to say, there might be some noble heads no longer attached to noble bodies in the next few months. If you get my drift. My men are heading under the city first thing in the morning, in point of fact, to execute a raid on some slavers that I was alerted to earlier today. All part of... well,.. you see my predicament, I'm sure? Things are so much<em>simpler</em>in the North."