Meet-Up at the Late, Late Tavern

"Are there any updates?" 

"No updates on the tanned man and their noblewoman employer." 

"I do have an update with the Gargonii. But it's minor and doesn't involve the little man." 

A man lounged in the back of the tavern, kicking his feet up on the chair beside him while alone at a table. He smiled at the Kvendii waitress passing the table and sipped some beer from his large mug. 

A bland voice called in again via the man's tiny, hidden earpiece. "Any update is better than nothing."

The man sighed and glanced at the bar. His eyes were pasted to a hulking figure with scaly legs and a reptilian head. "It seems the Gargonii is making contact with an unknown man. Looks like they're meeting for a drink, but I don't know. I can't get too close or he'll sniff me out."