Its Always Sunny in Weatheria

He'd heard about these little rundown shops. Restaurants. Blacksmiths. Teashops. They were fronts for the Underworld to do their business and run their operations. They existed towards the end of Paradise and were more prevalent in the New World. So to think he managed to locate one here meant Chateau's next step was in the right direction. Of course he only accomplished this mainly due to Meredia who still utilized her connections for the crew's benefit. Chateau remembered the night prior when she came into his room. Although he thought something else was finally about to happen, she bent over and whispered about a large job. One which would surely link back to the Underworld in the New World. This job was special. Large. Totally insane. One, which in her experience, could only belong to a big player in the New World. Though Chateau figured she was more into the large reward at the bottom. And such, few were able to even make the proper move required to begin it. Still, this meant that he could acquire information about whoever this Over guy is and what he had to do with Mr. Ramsay's disappearance.

Chateau entered the shop and sat down. "I'd like a cup of Sweet Tea. Also a menu." Chateau asked while retrieving a gold coin. Meredia gave him this coin prior to his departure. It'd signify his connection to the Underworld and allow him to take such a high profile job. The ebony captain felt the eyes piercing through him, attempting to size him up. He wanted to bring the others with him during this task. But the details of this task meant that they would have to burden even more danger. He couldn't allow them to do so for his sake...especially his First Mate and Mori. Chateau hadn't the heart to do it. He promised to partake in criminal activity to further his own goals. The others still had the chance to live a better life. And so, he remained hardened in his decision.

The old barkeeper pulled out a giant glass and poured the brown tea, chunks of ice clashing against one another. She also bent over and retrieved a book and placed it before Chateau. He opened it and began to flip the pages. His fingers moved as he hoped to find something posted by him. Anything. But to no avail...Regardless, Chateau knew what he was looking for and so pointed to a picture located towards the end of the book. "That one."

"Which?" The old woman looked and widened her eyes in shock. "Are you sure?" She asked while eyeing it carefully. "This one is insane. No one has taken yet because of how crazy is its!"

"Yes."

"Fine. Its your grave. But just know, that there have been leaks of this job throughout Paradise. The marines are watching Weatheria very closely. And I'm pretty sure they've dispatched a few to guard it." The old woman picked up a stamp and slammed it with a thunderous force. "You might get lucky and get some help. But this seems like a suicide mission. A trap meant to bait foolish adventurers such as yourself."

"Well...that wasn't very nice." Chateau said with a grin while rubbing his head.