Sandy
Aerin walked into the Bannered Mare, not far off from behind the Khajiit. He looked around, seeing the other patrons and some off duty guards enjoying some hot fresh meals, and the warm ale on this cool evening. 

Aerin then got waved over by a redguard. The redguard was a bit older, greying beard and some slicked back hair. Aerin gave a nod and made his way over, brushing past the Khajiit.

"My apologies Khajiit." He told her, giving a nod. He had a proper, soft tone in his voice and felt as he had offender her in some manner or way. Making his way closer towards the Redguard, he would grab a seat and lean forward. Seems like they were going to have a conversation of sorts, maybe a good job? A cache of goods? Or perhaps old friends just meeting up.
Benjamin
"O-oh uhm, it's quite fine really..!"

She'd say awkwardly before noticing him walk, she'd blush a bit, maybe she should've said it louder? Maybe that'd make it worse, just get food for now, maybe she could explain it later if they stumbled into each other again,she'd go to the tender, 

"Anything for uhm... Thirty gold..?"

She had more gold than that, if she didn't want to buy arrows, which considering a bow was her main job tool and weapon, wasn't particularly an option she wanted to try her odds with. Sure, she has a sword and claws, but she was not about to trust her flimsy arms with that.
Sandy
He looked over at the Redguard.

"So?" He asked.
Roy
"Your brother is one hard person to find, but I got something, it's a week old... Perhaps older." The Redguard sighed.

"A man was seen up by Dawnstar of all places, said he passed by town at night and he was a really... Arsehole of a man. But the scar matches the description, as well as his bald head. He also still has his Fighter's Guild Cloak from the sound of it, though it seemed like he crossed out the Sigil as best as he could. But sorry Aerin, that's all my best sources could tell me." The Redguard explained.
Sandy
He had a sigh of relief.
"I'm glad he's alive... That's all that matters." He nodded his head.

"Here's your payment, as agreed upon." He reached for his large coin satchel and plucked out a small bag of coin before tossing it to the Redguard.
Roy
"What we agreed upon, was that I would have good info. But a week old, and something a bit off doesn't feel like good work. I'm taking a 100 off, considered it... Customer satisfaction. It gave me and my hunters a challenge... Even helped me weed out some no longer useful helpers." He explained, tossing a bag at Aerin to give him some of his money back.

"Let me ask you something Aerin. What is your plan?" He asked, leaning forward.
Sandy
He rolled his shoulder, trying to stretch it out.

"Gonna stay here for a little bit, then move out to start searching. Hopefully he keeps on making enough breadcrumbs for me to follow, then I drag his hairy ass back to home " Aerin explained.
Benjamin
She got some jerky for it, which, was something, she supposed. She'd start biting down on the jerky as she found a spot to sit by the fire. She overheard the conversation, though not by intent, just with ears as good as hers it's a little hard not to..
Roy
"Well..." The Redguard paused.

"I do have a favor to ask, a small job if you will." He asked.

"I have a Dunmer woman, close friend of mine wants her out of bandit care, they're holding her for ransom. Some place towards Windhelm if you take the East Road from here, following the river. Some old rotted prison these bandits have taken control of, I need you and whoever to not only make them pay for other things, but get that girl out of them and back here to Whiterun. Her name is Sadine Welwiss, she is just your typical farmer's daughter but he wants he alive. My usual guys could take care of this, but they are already off scowring some Nordic Ruins. I need you to do this, the girl may have her head on a pike if I don't do something fast." He explained the job.
Sandy
Aerin gave it some thought.

"I'll leave by first rise, gonna need an extra hand or two however. Brigands are untrained, dealt with them plenty all over. Shouldn't be a problem." He gave a nod.
Roy
"That's why I give you the discount, your a person I can rely on. Bring her here and I'll make sure that she gets to her father. As if she is already dead, bring her body or family necklace. In case the body is too mutlilated to have a proper burial. I hope it doesn't come to it, but you never know." He smiled and patted him on his pauldron.
Sandy
Aerin would also give him a pat on his shoulder. 
"She will be alive and well, I promise." He told the redguard.
Roy
The Redguard laughed.
"I wouldn't promise, but hey whatever works for you. I must take my leave, but enjoy the stew of the day. Heard it's really good. Good luck." He told the warrior before he left off and out of the tavern.
Benjamin
A rescue job, it's been a while sinces she's done something like that, and he was looking for help.. She didn't want to make it feel like she was prying though, had to play it natural. She'd stand and look over to the man, finishing her jerky before breathing in and walking over to sit down at his table.

"Pardon me, I didn't mean to overhear but I did hear that you were off to try help freeing someone from bandits, and was wondering if you'd like some help... I may not be much but I'm good with a bow, and if someone needs help, then I'd feel pretty bad if I didn't try to offer mine.."
Sandy
Aerin looked up at the Khajiit, tilting his head. He studied her a bit, making sure she wasn't some would be merc; but from what he can tell she needed the money and she could somewhat handle herself.

"Have you even killed anyone before?" He asked her, not as an insult but more of a genuine question. Has she killed anyone?

Aerin killed a bandit when he was very young, he at first grew sick with himself of taking a life, but overtime grew to get used to taking a life. It was weird, but when he killed an human, mer or beast... It didn't phase him like it used to.
Benjamin
"Not... Often.. But if there's no other options... Or if its to stop more death than necessary... One life vs many ya know...?"

She'd rub the back of her head, she didn't like killing, but wasn't so naive as to think everything could be solved with a hug and pat on the shoulder. Still, she doesn't feel proud of her capability of harm, it's just necessary in the world as it is..