Sigmund handed nine silvers to the stable boy, briefly explaining that he had left his horse there a day prior and was not approached about payment or feed. Though he still used his own bag, he left instruction that it be refilled and replaced. He took a moment to study Mark's wanted poster. The cleric had not come across many orcs, only one whom served as a leader of the town guard. Not exactly fugitive material.<strong>"Afraid not, friend. Though I would suggest Cayden's Hall tomarrow. There is a ...disagreeable halfling that frequents the tavern by the name of 'Slips'. He and the people he associates with will probably have more to say. Or you could try Lieutenat Morglum, if anyone's made trouble in the city he would know."</strong>He pointed in the directions of Cayden's Hall and the town's barracks respectively.