The Cat's Claw seems to be playing host to a number of rather interesting characters lately, not the least of which is Salty Jack. He sits at one of the tables in a corner across from a somewhat unkempt squib, a half-drunk glass of ale in front of him and a little dish of some colorful snacks next to him, courtesy of the bartender for him being such a good customer and all. Every so often, he pops one into his mouth as he looks down at some cards in his hand. "I'll take one," he growls, motioning to his companion who seems to be the dealer. Those who know something about it might be able to discern that they are playing sabacc.