Miles smiles and nods to the young ladies and then addresses Mowki, "We have some business to discuss with you. As much as these ladies improve the look of this table, it might be best for us to have some privacy."
"Of course." is all Mowki says, and then the two women get up and go to the bar. "Now that we're more comfortable, how can I help you?"
"We wish to find Terminus. And we would know how much company he has.", says Lysimachos.
Lazverinus nods. This Terminus has a lot to explain.
"And how much are you willing to pay for this information? I can assure you that I have the information that you seek, and I am more than happy to share it with you."
Lysimachos turns to the others.
"Suggestions?"
Lazverinus hasn't got the knack for negotiation and never had. Seeing that no one wants to answer, though, he feels the need to say something just to break the silence.
"Fifty."
Half the usual amount, he thinks. He's heard it's usually fine, and they'll need to negotiate from that base to perhaps reach 75 or so, but he really hopes he hasn't got to do that.
Lysimachos nods, and looks to Mowki for his response.
"I might be willing to take such a cut, but what else would you be willing to offer me instead of gold? Perhaps you have some knowledge or information that would be worth some coin?"
Lazverinus stays silent. This is not his terrain, he hopes someone comes with an idea. "Oh well, in any case, we can always just pay."
Time to roll the dice.
"Terminus hired a pair of Hunri worshipers to fight us in the street."
"And how, pray tell, would I make money off of that?"
"I believe making money off of seemingly unimportant information is your job, not ours."