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→"Anyone else?"

→He nods. I question him some more but he can't give me a better description. A thin man in a cloak. Medium height, wearing a grey tunic, same as most people in Twelve Seas. It's not much of a description.

→"Was this before the Sorcerer?"

→"He had his hood up. He was thin. He was looking down like he didn't want to be recognised."

→Nerinax shrugs.

→"What did he look like?"

→"A thin man in a cloak."

→"Who else?"

→The beggar nods. So Glixius Dragon Killer was there. That's interesting.

→"A Sorcerer? A big man? Long cloak and fancy black boots?"

→"A few people were in and out of the building. A Sorcerer."

→Nerinax looks round uncomfortably. He'd like me to drop another coin in his bowl but he doesn't want anyone to see him giving information to an Investigator. Giving information can be an unhealthy pastime in Twelve Seas. There's no one around. I drop the coin into his bowl.

→"What about before me?"

→"Civil Guards. After you."

→"Who else?"

→"I saw you."

→"No. I'm an Investigator. And Captain Arex was murdered inside the building you were outside of. As I'm sure you know. So tell me about the people you saw coming out."

→"Are you from the Guards?"

→I drop the coin into his bowl and take out another one. So far I've bribed the sailor in the Mermaid, Kerk, and now Nerinax. It's the easiest way to get information. At least I haven't had to think too much.

→"No one."