A well dressed human strides into the bar and walks directly up to the bar across from Joe. He leans forward and talks softly to the barkeep before passing over a small washed leather pouch.
He then turns to face the patrons and begins to speak. His voice is clipped and precise, almost as if he doesn't want to waste words. "My name is Regis Hilamar, and I am here on behalf of my master Zel Thanas of Monemvassia and the Council. My master requires the aid of a few brave and stout persons of a good demeanor to retrieve an object for the Council. This task should not be too dangerous, but will require some travel. However, I am also informed that due to the peculiar nature of the task itself, only those who are more junior in their professions should apply. I am only authorized for up to three individuals. If you would like more information, please come see me." And with that, he walks over to an open corner table and sits, arranging his cloak around him. He folds his hands, and places them neatly on the table before him. A barmaid sets a glass of water on the table beside him, but he doesn't pay her any attention, keeping his gaze fixated on the group of adventurers.