Heated Terrains

"May I help you sir?" The light shined into the bar located in the middle of the city. The shadow of the average sized man projected through the middle of the bar and his cloak's silhouette waved in the wind as he began to take steps towards the bar counter. The woman behind the counter looked at the man, starting from his feet to his head while cleaning a mug out. "What can I get you sir." The man pulled back the hood over his cloak and took a seat with a smirk etched across his face.

"Well mam, I'll take the hardest liquor you got and some information on a particular person I've been trying to find." The woman placed the glass down on the table and glared at the man once again while pulling out a bottle of some clear liquid. "Well if Brown D. Newton is looking for someone then they must be important huh?" Newton's smirk turned into a smile as he was a bit charmed by the woman. "So you know who I am. Well this should make this all the more easier."

The woman poured the drink into the mug and slid it over to Newton. "Who ya looking for?" "A man, last I had tabs on him he was on his way here. Since you seem to be a woman who's well informed I can tell you what he looks like. Around my height, brown skin, slim and apparently he dresses well. And one other thing......apparently his eyes are that of gold. Finer I've heard. Can't miss him even if he didn't come in this place." Upon the mention of the man's eyes, the woman chuckled and pulled out a piece of paper and wrote on it. She then placed it in Newton's hands before whispering something in Newton's ear. With a smirk, Newton took one gulp of his drink and walked out of the bar.