When you're as attractive and recognisable as Anduin, it must be difficult to remain unnoticed. Hiding his appearance allows him to be anonymous and Jacob understands that well enough. But for Jacob, trying to be accepted as one of the number here, it pays to advertise.

He looks like someone who belongs in a gang. Scarred, tattooed and carrying himself like a fighter, Jacob means to ingratiate himself into this gang and get this list of names.

He seems to not notice Anduin immediately, instead going to get himself a drink while he surveys the crowd. Eagle Vision helps pick out those who aren't obviously thugs, as well as Decimus himself, but Jacob isn't expecting the green outline of an ally at in the shadowy corner.

He orders a second drink and heads toward the back of the tavern, sitting down with a grin.

"Small world. You here for the same thing I am?"