Interrogation

Jax soon approached Drey, with a burning question. "So... gonna tell me what the fuck that was about?"

The centaur sighed and returned to his place behind the bar. "Y'know shit like this happens... deals made with the wrong people and all..." He pours a cup of strong ale and slides it over to him.

"They didn't seem like your average bunch, who were they working for." Jax took the drink in his hand, and then a few gulps. Drey seemed quite hesitant to answer the questions, he assumed he was in some real deep shit.

"Some big shot crime boss around in the slums, he wanted to offer his 'protective' services for the Inn, and i declined. Thats why he sent over the goons, for a bit of intimidation. But you know how that ended... and now i'm gonna be swimming up shit creek with him on my tail."

Jax understood this Inn and it's staff were in some serious danger. Looks like he'd have to have a word with the boss to sort it out.. but he had no idea how to find him. "What is his name?"

Drey shot him a look, clearly warning Jax not to meddle with the crime boss. "He is called Gold Tooth, controls the west half of the slums. I beseech you not to fuck with him."

"Gold tooth? What kind of stupid cunt calls themselves 'Gold Tooth''Jax scoffed.

Drey shook his head, breaking his sternness with a small smile. "You'd know him better as Billy McTavish"

Jax felt his jaw drop for a second. "NO! You're joking. The fat Scottish bastard?"

Drey couldn't hold back his booming laughter, scaring a few patrons with the sheer volume of it. "Aye, it's him..."

Jax was still incredibly surprised. Billy was nothing but a useless goon years back. He was famous... or more so Infamous for his stunningly dull brain capacity, but anyone who told him that was liable to have their heads crushed by his giant meaty hands, or deafened by his loud, mostly incoherent Scottish twang. "I'll work on a plan Drey. You know this place holds a special place in my heart."

Drey looked towards Jax again. "I know i cannot stop you... but do be careful Jax. This place has been a lot more dull without you around."

Jax gave the horse man a little smirk. "Gee Drey, you got a crush on me?" He scratched the back of his head and pretended to act coy.

Drey was no fan of this and launched an empty mug at Jax's chest. He was caught completely off guard and took the brunt of the impact, stumbling away from the bar. "Fuck you too" Jax laughed...