Vale stood before Esperanza, slim, somewhat small looking, almost petite and delicate. He could be described as pretty despite it being hard to tell his gender. Dressed in the finest silks he could afford, it would be easy to dismiss him as a fop or braggart but appearances could be deceiving. Eyes darted about as he took in everything, his fingers curled as if to grab a sword that wasn’t there. Still this was a public place meeting a friend, a sword wouldn’t be proper here. Taking a relaxed position with a gregarious smile, he leaned against the wall as he listened attentively as their trusted friend discussed some of the troubles the locals had run into recently.<br/><br/>He considered the options. All had their benefits. It was always good fun to mess with Brass and Bone but he wasn’t so sure about dealing with a haunting at the moment. Then again there was always the chance it was someone fooling around to save the bank some money. Next up the docks, well he had good respect for the dock workers  being squeezed and well to put it simply he never liked the al-Mari. Finally the thugs messing with the innocents in The Twist. It might not have been the safest area but that didn’t mean that they could leave things to continue to go wrong there. Stepping forward he took a glass of wine and swirled it in his glass before he taking a a big drink. “Ezperanza my friend, you’re right, this is some nasty business. But that’s why we’re here yeah?” He replied with a laugh. His voice was li and soft with a melodious ring to it, almost enough to be mistaken for that of a woman’s.<br/><br/>“Mmm now it seems we’ve got quite a few troubles the people are dealing with yes? Still I don’t like the idea of having some mysterious force striking people who are already living in the most dangerous part of the city or having one of our fellow noble houses squeezing the dock workers. We are better than that. I would be happy to settle either of those scores. The dock or the twist. What say you Rook?”<br/>