Who is the Amicable Pawnbroker?
His pawnshop is not for from Wolfstack Docks. It's an easy walk there from the pier. As you approach, a sign in bold red lettering hanging in the window catches your eye.
"OUT FOR A WHILE - COME BACK SOON!"
Next to the sign is a neat little pamphlet box, lovingly decorated with delicate paintings of Neathy flora. There's still a few brochures in there. You might as well.
Why is the Pawnbroker out?
Business matters, the brochure assures you. The Pawnbroker likes to take his business out to zee on occasion. He's in London every other week or so, unless waylaid.
How can I find the Pawnbroker?
The brochure provides a photograph of the Pawnbroker. He's a black-haired fellow with nearly trimmed sideburns and a small, well-kept mustache. He's wearing a peacoat much too big for him and a white turtleneck sweater. Beneath the brim of his fisherman's cap are eyes hidden by dark spectacles. He's smiling broadly into the camera. You suppose it would be hard to miss a man like this in a crowd.
Beneath that: a description of his ship, the steam schooner Calamity! and an adjoining photo of the large calliope fixed to the deck. The brochure advises you to listen for the Calamity! if you cannot see her. Sound advice.
Where does the Pawnbroker work?
All over, apparently. Though there's a fine line he refuses to cross when it comes to traveling East, and he never stays too long in the Iron Republic. But he sets up shop wherever the markets allow, or else sells from his ship.
Just what does the Pawnbroker sell, exactly?
Anything you can think of. Furniture, tools and weapons, "miscellaneous trinkets", and especially instruments. Maybe some things that aren't entirely legal. Don't tell the constables, though. If you want it, he probably has it.
Can I arrange a meeting?
Of course. Any time, any place, any subject. He just loves a good chat...
You tuck the brochure in your pocket. Good to know. Maybe good-old-fashioned happenstance will lead your paths to cross. For now though, you're plenty satisfied with speculation.
(Meet the Pawnbroker)
