1.1 The Singing Sword

Looking relaxed, Slink appears to tense up at Seneia's question. He licks his suddenly dry lips. He leans into the table, to ensure that only those seated can hear him. "Shhhh. Do you think I was attacked just because I was passing by? They know I know, and they want to silence me." He binds his fingers together and glances around to ensure that no one else can hear what he is saying, then he leans in again. "You have heard of the Slave Traders, haven't you?"

(Roll insight) (or roll History)

(Alanya, you did attract a small crowd of about eight people who appreciated your talent. Others looks slightly irritated because they considered your singing to interrupt their peace) you gained 12 cp

Only Weylan and Rufio have the vaguest idea what Slink is talking about. (Private notes follow).

Samej, meanwhile, sees thugs and unsavory characters everywhere, almost to the point of paranoia. As he watches another shadowy figure walk by he realizes there is no immediate threat, as far as he can tell.

Slink nods at Weylan's observation. "I can confirm there is an underground slave trade in Waterdeep, but our city does not condone the activity at all. When people go missing, it's probably the slave traders at fault. I assume they are kept hidden until they are shipped out of Waterdeep to offshore islands for processing. If you are to save your friend you will need to hurry. I have no idea how efficient they are."

At the request to accompany the orphans he shrugs. "I'm not sure about that."