Nod nod. (It looks like there are some people waiting for healing inside, but they're gathered in the channel area; none of them seem to be actively dying.)

He’ll keep an eye out for any richer looking people that need healing while he waits in line.

The line isn't that long, but it keeps growing in front of them as people pay to jump it. A wealthy-looking man with a bandaged arm shows up after a few minutes.

Score!  

“I’ll sell you an infernal healing for 15 silver if you don’t want to wait for the channel.”

He’s decided to go lower than his originally planned 20 silver to be sure to beat the Abadarans’ prices on first circle spells, if not there price on channels.

Yeah, sure, his time is valuable. "Deal. ...I'll pay once the spell is cast." It would be stupid for someone to try to scam him in the Temple of Abadar but sometimes people are just that stupid.

He casts one of his infernal healing without delay. 

If anyone with good spellcraft is watching they might notice his somatic components are indicative of some irregularities in his spell preparation, but not enough to mess up the spell.  And particularly notably to anyone with even moderate knowledge of the spell, he casts it without any material component.

Rich Dude is not inclined to complain as long as it works. He counts out fifteen silver and heads off.

Eventually they reach the front of the line.

“I have pertinent information about a nearby business related to events of last night.  Could we get part of the bounty in a reciprocation of information, I believe it will be evident it is information the business operator would want us to have?”

"Of course. Standard practice would be to discount the value of the bounty by the amount we would have charged you for the information, is that acceptable?"

“Yes, that works fine.  The operator of the Glass Rabbit Inn, uh Aixa, I mean uh Àïxa,” he glances at Taís for confirmation he got the name right, “was killed in last night’s events.  She had a small child, uh” he turns to Taís “did you get the child’s name?”

He looks at the toddler.

“So eh, anyway, if she’s had any dealings here I thought you might want to know.  And if you have records of any next of kin, business partners, heirs, family or whatever they probably want to know about the child and would be responsible for the child?”

He is suddenly realizing he doesn’t know the laws about who gets the kid!  Well, maybe he can pass the blame back to Taís if they mess something up.  He’ll try to do this right before he gives up though.

“And I guess if that information isn’t of any use to you and there’s no bounty I’ll pay 10 silvers of my own if you can find any relevant information to this situation?”

Well he’s probably out 10 silvers now.  Maybe he can undercut them on the price for healing another customer in revenge?

She nods at the name. "The boy's name is Ot."

The priest says something to a runner, who darts off towards another room. While he waits, he takes down the information they've given him; it's not long before the runner is back.

"She did have a next-of-kin designated with us. Castàlia Vidal, residing at 17 Erebus Lane — I believe people are calling it Olive Lane now, I don't think it's been updated in a while." She counts out two silvers to Fernando.

“I believe that is all the pertinent information we had, and that was just the information we needed, we’ll be on our way then.”

He hands one of the two silver coins to Taís.

“Do you need help locating 17 Erebus Lane or 17 Olive Lane, whichever it is called?”

"Yes, I'd appreciate that. Thank you, sir."

As long he makes it to the palace today and sells at least one more healing he can’t really complain.

“If we can’t find Castàlia Vidal at the address we could ask for help at the palace when we go to check in… you heard the mage’s decree earlier this morning with instructions to do that, right?”

Nod. She glances at Ot. "I'd like to sort out this situation first, if I can, but if not I'll see if someone at the palace can help."

Then he will lead them to Olive Lane at a reasonable pace.

“Okay it should be on this street somewhere… I’m not sure if it’s 17 from that end.” He gestures towards one end of the street. “Or the other?”  He gestures the other way. “I guess we’ll figure it out?”

And hopefully 17 isn’t looted or burnt out?  

It is not! The entire block looks basically untouched.

He’ll go up to 17 then.

“Castàlia Vidal? We have news for a Castàlia Vidal.”

They find a terrified woman in her thirties.

"What do you want?"

“Uh, huh, Aixa, I mean Àïxa, died last night and uh”

He looks at Tais, he’ll let her finished explaining.  He isn’t sure why this topic is triggering his stuttering.

"She was killed last night, but her son survived." She gestures to Ot. "We were hoping to find someone to take him in."

"Well, I don't want him. I told her to smother him, not my fault she didn't listen."

It turns out that's Evil, actually, but she's not about to point that out.

“I think smothering babies is Evil, so it isn’t something a sensible loyal person does, even if it isn’t illegal yet.”

He gives the woman a pointed look.  Maybe he can intimidate her into taking the toddler off their hands.