"I'm writing a travel novella. 'Adventurers' are usually a good resource for stories. Five coppers is acceptable."

Soreiyu, meanwhile, is looking around - and notes that almost every patron has a small metal plate on their bodies, usually on a necklace. 

Interesting.

"You know whats good for getting stories out of adventures?  Offering them drinks."

"I'll keep that in mind."

A man stands up and waves you over to his table were he sits with several other men, all wearing silver plates.

He'll pay the bartender for a night then wander over. "Hello!" he says, smiling. "I'm Kouta. This is my friend and assistant Susumu. We're travelers from afar."

“I’m the leader of the Swords of Darkness, Peter Mauk. That fellow over there is the eyes and ears of our team, the ranger Lukrut Volve.”

A leather-armored blond man nods in acknowledgement, and his brown eyes seemed to have a spark of delight in them. He's slender and long-limbed, kind of like a spider, but his lean torso is wiry and muscular.

“Next is our magic caster and the brains of our group, Ninya, The Spellcaster.”

“Pleased to meet you. ...But Peter, can you not use that embarrassing nickname?”

"Eh? But it’s a good one."

As this happens the final party member just keeps sitting there drinking and smiling.

"Please to meet you all," he'll say, and Soreiyu will nod, too.

"I see you're not from around here.  What kind of stories are you looking for?"

"Well, our main area of interest is how this land differs from ours, but that's harder to encapsulate in a single story. The strange, the unusual, the shocking, all make good tales - or the prosaic and everyday, but for those we'll usually talk to everyday people."

"We'll there's the time nobles kidnapped my sister."

"If you don't mind sharing, that does sound interesting!"

"It was a perfectly normal day, my sister was out working the way she always had since Mom died.  Then that bastard past through our village on the way to here and told he she was coming with him whether she wanted to or not.  I've been trying to find her since then, but that was while slavery was still legal so I think she's been sold off."

"I've had a few contacts throughout my travels, I can try to find her? Stories should have happy endings, or at least satisfying ones."

Or he can get Soreiyu to scry for her.

"You really shouldn't get you hope up. Its not"

Ninya cuts him off.  "Her name is Tuareninya Veyron and she looks a lot like me but blond with with breasts.  She was taken by the pig Baron Cheneko."

"I'll see what I can do," he says.

"I'll be forever thank full if you do."

"I haven't managed it yet, but... I'll try."

"I'm trying to think of good stories.  There is how we met, but its pretty cliche.  We all met in this tavern. We were new adventures looking for group and the barkeep pointed us and a few others toward each other.  Our group realized that we formed a balanced team and looked up to the black knight.  So we formed a party and named ourself after his legendary four swords."

He makes a few notes. "The Black Knight?" he prompts.

"From the thirteen heroes? The ones that defeated the Demon Gods?"