Charlie catches a ship to Lor and makes his way whistling up the docks, upon spotting her, he slides over to Rade and strikes up a conversation, "Hey, how's business? Look, word is a very angry half orc is looking to kill a thief fer pickin the wrong pocket, iffn ya take me meanin. Now before this half orc fella comes in here and starts hurtin folk who may or may not deserve it, how bout you and I split the reward and collar the Deliar cursed idiot who snatched his purse? Whatcha say? You give me a name and I'll get ya a lot o true. Think on it, Rade..send word ta me in Center ya hear anything." Charlie winks and makes his way north out of the city.