[Jeramiahh]<br/><br/>As he scans the tavern, one group in particular jumps out at him, then a second.  The first is a group of officers, most likely, or officers and squad leaders.  There are five of them at a corner table, and they're keeping a watchful eye out as they sip at their drinks slowly.  Each of the adjacent tables has a good number of Osirion soldiers as well, which made them rather...intriguing.  The other group he would notice was an older gentleman in robes with a white beard, talking quietly with a couple of leather-clad humans, both of which had the particular look of mercenaries.