Fenris had been successful at blocking the ornery rogue's remarks, simply dismissing the man's voice as being another unimportant ambient sound of the building.  He had suspected that would be a technique that would serve him well in the upcoming months.  The sound of heavy footsteps coming down the stairs drew the ranger's attention and his expression lit up as he saw the storeowner approaching with liquid provisions.<br/><br/><em>"Help yourself.  Basic stuff's already been paid for, after all.  And good beer is definitely something that should be considered basic.  Also, I got a message by a runner a while back from our mutual acquaintance that he'll be running a bit late, and to get started without him.  There are several maps that we've managed to procure, as well as a few other interesting pieces of information here."</em><br/><br/>"You, my good sir,"  Fenris began as he promptly poured himself a tall glass of the amber liquid, "are both a gentleman and a scholar."  He took a light swig of the brew.  "And hospitable to boot."<br/><br/>A casual grin beset itself upon his face as Jon retrieved the documents Asleod left behind for them.<em>Naturally.  A good employer knows better than to give his contractors too much idle time.  It's just bad business.</em>He set about looking over the markings upon the maps along with Samuel; his knowledge upon the city's layout was limited when it came to anything below the streets and he had been thankful there was somebody on the team who would pick up the slack.  Fen blinked at his peer's exclamation and traced his gaze to the ominous markings.  The only reaction he gave to the realization of the proximity they would be working to the most powerful warriors in the city was a pull from his mug with a grim expression.<br/><br/>"Indeed, it does make things a little more complicated.  Though they were a risk all along, regardless of where the tunnels took us.  At least we now are aware to their presence and can take necessary measure to mitigate the threat they possess."