Rosiel heads downstairs, and then to that illustrious tavern herself.

Pluck is there waiting. He's a forest gnome. He's about 3 foot tall, has a leather tunic on. Black hair, green eyes, high pitched voice.

Pluck screeches, "You! Left a message for me?"

Rosiel asks, "You Pluck?"

"Assuming that's a proper noun & not a verb, yes."

She says, "I've got a job for you."

He considers, "Say on."

"Ship's carpenter. Mine."

"From what Ganymede told me, I like what you're up to. It's true you wanna go after Gheer?"

Rosiel nods.

Pluck grins, "He killed my brother, you know. That wa sa damned inconvenience to me."

Rosiel nods, "So long as our goals are the same. When did you talk to Ganymede?"

"Earlier today. Paid her well for it, too."

"Looking for a way to leave Footbreaker?"

"Ha! If I could take his heart with me when I go, I would, but that's not the easiest thing to do, so I'll settle for pulling the rug out from under him by leaving without notice. So, she said the big meet up is tomorrow morning here?""

Rosiel nods to both. "Yes, tomorrow morning."

"Good. I'll be here." And with that, he walks to a corner & hunkers down to wait for tomorrow