The agent I hired finally found Palhadi and got her talking over drinks. Her drunkenness always was the most reliable thing about her. The information helped me finish a list of my associates and their current locations. Once this cough clears up, I'll track them down.
Some alchemist tried to tell me it's the flu, but she was more of a thief than Nishzo. I just need to sleep it off. It'll give me time to dream of the pile of gold I'll get for this silly tapestry.
