The interior of the small building was dirty; certainly non-appealing. It had to be a basement. "Desert Rat, show yourself! I've come to talk to you!" Gosuto scanned the small room, ignoring the horrible stench. From the corner of the room walked out a small ugly man. His clothes stained and his face dirty with what seemed to be old blood. This man was filthy and deserved the name Desert Rat. "Ah, you showed yourself much faster than last time. Must be the fear..hehe. Anyways, I know you've heard about the rebels who oppose Lord Yakate...I want you to tell me where they are." He crossed his arms and stared at the smaller man, waiting for the information.
"Gosuto, you already know the deal...." Extending his arm with an open hand, the Rat awaited his payment. Gosuto reached into his equipment pouch and withdrew a small bag of Ryo, throwing it towards the Rat. "There you go. Now tell me what I need to know..." Desert Rat snickered and juggled the bag, "There are three rebels that plot in the basement of a market not too far from here. Then there are three more in a camp to the South just a mile from the village walls." Gosuto nodded and exited the building, hunting down the first three.