He listened to Taynl as she propped herself upon the bar not noted that her quick hand --- and it was very deadly quick – was resting upon her favorite and lethal dagger.<br/><br/>“Why Tanyl…,” he said with a bit of a grin on his face, “For such information, yours truly can share a roof with you at this Inn? I should get into more of these carefully weaved political conspiracies if that was the case,”<br/><br/>The bar was getting more rowdy as they were reaching the early evening hours as more patrons began to walk in and as he was carefully watching Taynl, he had also kept an eye on the entrance, picking out a face or two that caught his attention.<br/><br/>“I offer no promises but as this is neutral territory, I think a mutual chat would serve us both some good. What I have to say is quite sensitive and there is a nest of villainy afoot in this place if you haven’t already sensed their arrivals,” as he presented a gloved hand towards a far better to talk. The two assassins, although very cautious, made their way amongst the revelers to a smaller table in the back, well chosen for its corner position so there weren’t any blind spots to worry about but anything that was going on up front. Tayln and Halcon walked along another cutaway where a group of warriors were having fist fight bouts for a money pot, the wooden platform they were using being stained with one another’s lost blood from facial blows with exchanged fist punches. There was a monstrous orc with large incisors jutting from its drooling mouth, bear chested, and lunging his large fists the size of the very tables people were drinking on into a lesser but far more formidable Knight who kept dodging his lunges and counter punching, much to the roaring and chanting of those watching the match. When they had sat down, this time far closer than they’ve ever had been in a while; he still took time out to note that the flickering candle in the middle of the table did a fair justice to bring out the color he adored many times in her eyes.<br/><br/>“But as I jest…,” He then said seriously, “I assume you have noticed the extra uniforms walking around here like I wouldn’t know what an Elven Dragoon would look like? They tethered their horses behind the abandoned keep as if they were attempting to be stealthy. I’ll also save you the trouble – I’ve seen some of the King’s striders as well as if they believed I would not have seen them either. This is uncharted territory Taynl, as I do not know why I am here beyond that which I had already listed. The King and the realm aren’t the same --- something is very different. I can’t put my knife point upon it but there have been questionable deaths within the King’s court --- and they had replaced the old counter espionage minster with someone I’ve never heard of before. You also got a bit of a promotion from the good King --- the bounty on your head went up 10,000 gold pieces since I last saw you. I happened to notice the new information posted on our alert boards. He said if I happened upon you<i>…and he noticed her hand suddenly resting on her dagger again….</i>to and I quote “Separate her fiery hair from her head as her scalp is worth 30,000 gold,” So the very hair of which you already know I’m an avid fan of, is 2x more than your actual head itself. You should be proud --- but…<i>I’d rather keep both intact just the way they are. It won’t be me doing that in the end, this I can assure you. </i>What my instincts do tell me is there’s been placed some assurances that something is supposed to happen --- what that may be is anyone’s guess. All I know is that I am supposed to lodge here and at some point, I will know what to do then,” as he gently raised a cup of water and drank slowly.