Tolena pouts, and, slowly, untangles herself from the appreciative merchant, though Draiss can't help but note that he tells her what inn he'll be staying in, tonight. "Information? Ooh, I'm good at extracting information. People will give you anything after you've--" "Ahem." "Anyway, what are we looking for, anyway? State secrets? Raunchy rumors of powerful people? Mystical artifacts? Treasure?"