Thomas
The barmaid would give a nod and walk off.

The knight would then turn to the man.
"Ah. Colovian Brandy? It's been a while since I've had a taste for that... I've had forgotten it even existed." He gave a boastful chuckle before tapping his fingers.

"Where are my manners?" Siegwind had a small gasp, almost as he was disappointed in himself.

"I am Siegwind Catirina. It is a pleasure to meet thee." He gave his name.
Rebecca
"It helps keep the edge off. And I prefer the flavor over mead." He says, he looks up from his book, "I am Larios Carius," He says, "What brings you to Rorikstead?"
Thomas
"It's is good to be of your acquaintance Larios." He gave a nod.

"I am simply here to make sure the roads are a bit safer. The guards that bear the symbol of Whiterun are too busy trying to keep watch for... Whatever side wants to get to them first. I've been going around dealing with small groups of brigands that believe murdering the innocent and stealing what isn't theirs is the only way of life. It ain't easy... Quiet trinity actually. Feels like I'm fighting an endless battle, but I'll keep pushing eventually." Siegwind explained.

Siegwind had recently cleared a camp of bandits Northwest of this village. They were small in numbers but were causing trouble for nearby merchants or travelers seeking to pass by the main road. Siegwind had dealt with a few while the others fled from the scene.
Rebecca
He chuckles, "I encountered a knight like you not too long ago, donned in Ebony, the other Vigilants don't like him for some reason, probably something like a territory dispute. I swear some vigilants treat this like we're a gang." He says with a sigh, "I respect what you're doing, though. If you ever need a blessing, healing, or just another person on the road let me know." He says, "I've done enough rites of Arkay for deceased people on the roads to last me a lifetime."
Thomas
"I thank you friend. It's always good to have more than the Divines watch your back. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day... I've gotten word of a camp and a very angry giant. Brigands I can handle but Giants actually give me a run for my septims, some of them can be nice but others seem like they would rather stomp throw rocks at travelers just trying to get home." Siegwand explained.

Soon enough the bartender came by with foamy mug and a glass of the brandy for the other one

"Still working on the soup, won't be long." She told the Onion Knight.

"Not a problem dear, here. For your services and for the order."

Siegwind would search for his coin pouch and pull out the heavy satchel that was tied tightly to the knight. He would count a good amount of coins and drop it into the cupped hands of the barmaid.

"The rest of the change is for you, it should cover my drinks, soup and his glass." He told the woman.

The woman was a bit struck of how much he gave, it seemed most of it would be for her.

"T-thank you." She gave a nod and walked off.
Rebecca
"Divines bless your kind heart," He says to Siegwind, "Giants can be messy. Best thing to do is keep your distance, and use range to your advantage. Gotta be constantly on retreat, get to close and they can kill you quickly. Thankfully I rarely have to deal with them, to my knowledge they don't revere any Daedra." He sighs with relief, "I'd hate to see what a Prince could do to a giant." He says with a chuckle
Thomas
"Range isn't my specialty. I have dealt with giants before. It's best to get in close and be aggressive. We're small than them, running between their legs and going for the heels is a good way to bring then into their knees. It's about being quick and percise... Though I've had a few close calls. I got picked up once but with quick thinking I cut his hand before he threw me like a stone, even my armor wouldn't have saved me. Hahaha!" Siegwind laughed.

He would then remove his helmet. It took a bit to get off but with a good twist he would take off his helmet. He then would raise a glass to Larios.

"To your dedication, my valor! Long shine the divines! Hahaha!" He toasted to Larios and drank some of his mead.
Rebecca
"That's a risky tactic. I pray you know what you're doing, because that can very easily get you killed." He says, "I prefer using magic at a distance, even if it just pisses them off at least they can't stomp me to death at long range." He says with a laugh

He raises his glass, "To a long and eventful life!", he says, take a long savored sip of brandy