After a hour or two of some well-deserved sleep the two Immortals decided that it would about time for the locals to be heading into town. So once they got up, fed the horses, and gathered their belongings the two companions set off on foot for Stonevale. They only had to walk for about forty five to fifty minutes before they were met with the smells of a mining town. The raw earthy scents of minerals and ore being drug up out of the ground brought Hayate back to a time when he and his family owned a profitable iron mine in the grater Akashiman territory.

Back in those days the Amatsukami ran all off the excavations for the Shogun personally like slaves in order to appease the tyrant. But they were allowed to keep a small amount of the profit to keep up the ruse that they owned the mine. Regardless back in those days Hayate grew knowledgeable about all the facets of the mining industry and how they would most likely operate here. With that knowledge in hand and the potential to find someone they could buy some information from Hayate was confident that they wouldn’t have to be here for more than a day or so.

Once the two of them arrived in the town center they both started looking for some kind of brothel or tavern that might house the type of character they were searching for. It wasn’t long before they both decided that the Keg would probably be their best bet to find an information broker. The Keg was a large two story tavern near the rear of the plaza with a large barrel of mead fixed on its roof. It was probably decorative but still impressive. Inside there were people from all walks of life, even at this early hour.

Beth didn’t stray far from Hayate’s coat tails as he navigated the tavern casually looking for anyone that might catch his eye. He thought about asking the barkeep but didn’t thing things would be so easy like they were back in Radasanth. Sitting at the bar were a number of rough looking characters with more weapons than would be comfortable to carry. He deduced they were the muscle but were was the brains?

“Any ideas?” she spoke up tugging at his coat. Beth appeared to be uncomfortable in the tavern, like she had never done it before or something.

“Let’s just find a seat and order some food for now,” He said as he stopped at a free booth in the rear of the establishment. “I’m sure something will come to me.”