The Merchant and Tavern Master

Percival Blackthorn

Also as directed by Miss Dawnheart and Mr. Rusty's suggestion prior to the commencement of my investigation, I am no longer addressed as Takahiko in this city. I stand as a rising star, having recently inherited a substantial fortune from my parents. This is the backdrop for the persona I have adopted: 'Percival Blackthorn'. I stand before the mirror within my chamber, a fair young man with blonde locks owing to a hair dye, and a pair of blue eyes the result of an ocular elixir administered by Miss Dawnheart's corps for my cause.

I believe the dedicated shadow guard has been assigned and observed my every move at the moment. At present, my task involves seeking any tidings regarding the brothels in this Harbor City, and at the same time look for Isabelle's whereabouts. Unfortunately, I lack any leads apart from the stories of girls deceived often brought to this Harbor City. Thus, my only recourse is to investigate each one individually.

My attire, exuding opulence, has also been meticulously crafted by the corps. A tunic of deepest sapphire velvet envelops his torso, its fabric graced by the hands of master artisans. Intricate golden filigree adorns the tunic's collar and cuffs. Naturally, my erstwhile boots and pants are no more; they've been replaced by finely tailored trousers paired with sturdy black shoes that exude an air of luxury.

The most formidable challenge of this newfound persona lies in the art of 'acting,' for I must present an authentic facade through my gestures and words. To truly appear genuine, I must have the ability to deceive even myself. Hence, I stand before the mirror, diligently cultivating the essence of "Percival" within my being—an identity etched into the identification plate bestowed upon me by the Corps. This is a minor trick imparted to me by Mr. Rusty, who evidently engaged in undercover missions during his youth.

"I am Percival Blackthorn. My parents were big merchants. Sadly, they departed this realm when I reached the age of eighteen. As their sole heir, I inherited their abundant wealth and ascended to the role of family patriarch at a tender age. Now, I embark on a quest to discover fresh avenues for venturing into commerce with my substantial resources," I intoned this narrative repeatedly, striving to envision him transforming into my very essence.

After numerous attempts at self-persuasion yielding little change, I resolved to step forth regardless. My initial destination was the tavern—yes, the very one I frequented. It was there that the tavern keeper, in a most unexpected twist, had extended to me an offer to spend time with one of his waitresses during my acquaintance with Cordelia. Ah, but no, I must remind myself—I am no longer Takahiko; I am Percival. Pushing the tavern's entrance ajar, I claimed a spot at the bar, positioning myself near the bartender deliberately.

"A fresh face in our midst?" asked the tavern master.

"Hello there, Master. This is my first time in this city. I'd heard it was impressive, but honestly, it's even better than the stories," I replied, trying to keep my tone as dignified as the lord in my village.

"I'll take your finest Ale, please," I ordered.

"Right away, Sir," he said, quickly getting a large tankard, filling it with the refreshing drink from the barrel, and setting it before me.

"I'm Gavric Ironmug. And what can I call you, Sir?" the tavern master asked politely, maybe hoping to make a connection with someone who seemed like they might be of noble descent. This is going well.

"I'm Percival Blackthorn, nice to meet you. I'm from Vermina," I replied courteously.

"Ah, the capital, I see. And what brings you to our fine city, Sir Blackthorn?"

"Well, I'm on the lookout for new opportunities to make my fortune. You see, my parents left me quite a bit of money when they passed away. I may not have much experience, but I know that if I don't use this money wisely and start a profitable business, it'll disappear pretty fast," I explained, trying to sound like I had a believable backstory. I wasn't entirely sure if nobles actually talked like this, but I gave it a shot.