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Back at the inn, the adventurer decides to question the innkeeper about the man who had given him the card. Who claims ignorance with what is obviously professional discretion. He searches in his pockets for the card to see if it acts as some form of validation, emptying them as he goes. The innkeeper’s eyes fall on the bundle of leaves the old woman had given, and he duly indicates that he believes they may be good for the memory. The adventurer pushes them across.
“He sometimes calls himself an explorer. He and his men … er … explore upriver and usually find things of … value. Things you wouldn’t maybe expect to find upriver, if you get my drift.”
He goes on to describe an ambitious, reckless character, but one with panache. A womaniser.
The adventurer goes up to his room feeling a little depressed. Maybe he should have asked about the-one-whose-name-cannot-be-known as well, but for the moment he’s had enough.