Navarro quickly made his way down the road to the wharves. He threw an occasional glance over his shoulder just in case he was followed.
Spotting the tavern, he made to duck inside but was blocked by a large fellow.
"Beg pardon my good man, but I need to get inside. There is drinking to be done!" He said with a false cheeriness. He glanced up the street where he came from.
Looking at the other man who's hustled into the space the second Door-guard steps into his way (leaving his companion to hold off the other short spoken warrior) he looks at this new comer and indicates the square of cloth that's been placed over the tavern's sign.
"Place is being used for business. Not open for carousing today. You seeking a place with the Consortium? That's different. You simply want to drink or eat?" He points to another place further along the road. "Over there in't bad."