As you approach the Knight's Arms, you are surprised to hear a cacophony of noise emanating from within, even at this time of night. Opening the door cautiously, you are immediately struck by the foul, humid smell of the tavern and the hundreds clustered all around the tables inside.
You are sure that somebody will know something about your brothers and their petty plans for dominion in here. Talk travels quickly in taverns. You see many people of interest: a group of loud men playing a card game, a hard looking man sitting on his own in the corner and a blustery innkeeper.