A few minutes later the door flings open again, letting in the tengu tracker, known as Krad. Krad seems to be surprisingly cheerful, bearing in mind that he managed to spend all of the recently earned coin in a few days of feasting, binge drinking and shopping. A thick golden chain and a light headache are the only evidence left, that he was a rich man just yesterday.
He sits down at his usual table and scans the tavern with his beady eyes. His old sword is placed upon the table, signaling: "blade for hire".