Diplomacy Check successful!<br/>Barkeep DIBS: 0/0/0/NA<br/><br/>The barkeep's shoulders slumped as he relented. "Four coppers for a beer and three silver dimes for a meal, that's the same price as anybody else gets, you can ask them if you don't believe me. Now, a spot by the hearth's five silver dimes, and a room two gold dollars, same price as the fish merchant who comes here pays, I swear."<br/><br/>It was then that the pair of drunks challenged Nial, but at the display of the witcher's sword they hesitated. Another patron got up from one of the groups, an old fisherman with a hide thick and tanned from exposure day after day to salt and sun. He clapped a hand each drunk's shoulder, "These lads were just on their way home, weren't they?" and squeezed until they cringed and retreated.<br/><br/>"The name's Davis," the old fisherman joined Nial at the bar and signaled for a drink. "Appreciate you standing up to those louts without resorting to violence, witcher. Now maybe pardon an old man's poor hearing, but I thought I heard you offer to get rid of a few monsters for free? If that steel of yours's not just for show, we could use your help taking care of some monsters near the shipwreck down the beach. They're stopping us from rightfully scavenging the wreck."<br/><br/>Davis DIBS: 0/0/0/NA