"Leon Greymantle, at your service..." I said, with a flourish of my arms, glorifying myself. "I am an adventurer, but I still have to wonder whats going on, the dream was some kind of sign, if you all believe in that wishwash, me, I'll believe it when I see it."
"I think I'd remember too, if I had met one, as noble, and worthy as you, Elden, my halfling brotheren."
"Thats odd, I'd swear I saw you in my dream too, is it just me, or is this dream thing the commonality between us?" I was excited by this idea, me, actually reciving a legendary, dream-message, people of my tribe dream about having that sort of dream, too bad I'm gone for good, if only to prove a point. I will not submit to the tribes silly taboo against magic, I'm ok with not drinking alcohol, and a few of the other taboos, but not the no-magic rule, I'm a thief, but I'd be nowhere without the Art. I let some of my agitation go by smiling, and tapping one foot on the floor, while I waited for a welcome reprive, my meal.