Avery had never heard such a strange name. Lightning? As in as quick as lightning, or as destructive? Or maybe it was in reference to the quickness in which it appeared and then was gone again?<br/><br/>But the gold coin made his eyes almost bulge, and the offer of a job was something that he needed. He swung his head to watch the newcomer into the tavern and for a moment he thought that the great Nabriel must be the name of a performer. Had an elven circus come to town?<br/><br/>"Uhm, a job?" he clarified to the woman. "Nothing illegal, is it?"<i>Or dangerous?</i>He thought.  "Yes, of course. Count me in."  He eyed the coin and then tested it between his teeth. Saints alive! - It was real!  He felt his stomach growling again.  "Yes. As soon as I've eaten."  He nodded to himself as if he was confirming this fact with an invisible companion.  Soup and tea sounded divine.