While finishing off his current mug of mead, the man could feel someone staring at him. He was used to this because he was not the most subtle of presences. Sometimes though, the eyes belonged to a thief who was able to appraise the value of the few minor class wondrous items on his person*. Shifting his gaze to the man who was staring at him, he was surprised to find the half frozen guard that had walked in earlier. It seemed he had thawed out some as the guard requested his aid for 50 gold.<br/><br/>50 gold pieces was quite a hefty sum for what seemed like a simple escort task, even considering it would take place in enemy territory. The guard must have been really desperate for help, or there was a catch to this proposition. Killing the last bit of mead in his tankard, he replied to the man, “What’s the catch? Tell me more about the details. Is the extra pay for the mission being dangerous? If so I would be more interested, because at least it wouldn’t be boring. By the way, what name do you go by so I don’t have to refer to you as Guard B? Mine is Kendovsekro [Ken-dohv-se-krō], but you may call me Kendov.” When he announces his name, Kendov made sure to pronounce the syllables with his accent to make it clear to the guard.<br/><br/>*Descriptions of those wondrous items can be found in the description of his appearance. There are four of them and they are all minor items. If you can figure out what they are, you get bonus points or something.