The Captain thinks for a moment and then looks to Lieutenant Haviksoog. The woman interprets his glance, clears her throat, and says, “in addition to general apothecaries and chemists, there is a specific pesh den owner in Dogtown, Kamil al Shiysha, who could know something about this and is quite talkative. Depending on his view of the situation, he could be quite eager to send you in the right direction. You could start there. You could also ask Moss Pelt at the Rabid Dog. He’s not always the most forthcoming, but if he knows something, which he generally does, and it isn’t gnoll business, he will divulge it for a price. I also have dealt with a halfling petty thief who goes by Rat Bone, who will sometimes sell information to us, but she can be difficult to locate and generally charges far more than the information is worth. Only when she grossly underestimates the value is what she sells worth it.”