Entry 28
Nicolas certainly passed through the area, but enough time has passed that few remember the details. “Bellulor would know,” is what everyone tells me. Apparently they mean Bellulor Chatterbreak, some gossipy pickpocket who comes in here to cadge drinks.
But not since I began asking around. He must think I’m with the local Guard, and has gone to ground wherever he and the rest of his ilk do business. But where would a pickpocket go to avoid the Guard? It’s not as though all the outlaws in town have some sort of refuge.
