"Like the fellow said, I think a stout is in order, for each of us," he called out- not shouting, but certainly louder than was necessary (loud enough to be clearly heard by anyone in the room). "Slaying bandits on the open road is thirsty work, even if the strength of Kord made it easy." The last bit was said more quietly, even conspiratorially- and as he said it, Kraegyn fixed the bartender with a perilous stare.
The bartender's dull manner is finally lifted, replaced first with surprise, then with a grin.
"Slaying bandits? In that case, the drinks are on me!" The bartender smiles, and proceeds to pour two large tankards of dark ale for Kraegyn and Joshua, and then a third when Rellek returns from his chat with Karis. "In truth, we've not had much trouble with bandits of late, no doubt becaue of brave folk like you." He looks around the tavern, his eyes pausing to consider various faces there.
The bartender takes Rellek's note and reads it over. "Ah, a note for my brother. I'm sure he'll not mind if I read it..." Before you have any chance to interject, he gives it a quick read. "You are all welcome to stay here this evening free of charge - Dardus is an old, good friend." He drops his tone a bit and continues. "From what I've seen and heard of Greensfen, things have been mighty treacherous over there. Attacks, banditry - strange happenings... Someone has it in for that town, I tell you."
As the bartender is chatting you up, you notice three hooded figures move as one to Karis's table, taking seats near her.
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As you hand the note to Rellek, the three hooded figures turn to eachother and move as one towards you. They sit down at the table table.
One of them lifts his hood - it is a young human, barely more than twenty years old by your reckoning. He turns to face you.
"Haven't seen you around, stranger. He a friend of yours?" he asks, pointing to Rellek.
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