<span style="font-weight: bold">Eferhilda:</span>The sudden sound of the new edition to their impromptu celebration caused a look of confusion to flash across Tali's face. Then her eyes landed on the small, though well dressed, fellow and she smiled. "Well, aren't you a fancy little thing. Out for adventure like, me and my friend?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan:</span>"Not in the way you're thinking lass." The man grinned up at her, and then climbed atop the stool and took a seat next to the two. "Are you enjoying yourselves? The food and drink to your liking?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Deathstar:</span>"You could say that. " Baelkash replied quietly, eyeing the newcomer carefully.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eferhilda:</span>"It is alright. Not as hearty as I am used to, but it is good. You the owner? Or maybe owner of another place and want to offer better food?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan:</span>The short man chuckled and patted the counter almost lovingly. "No no, I am the owner, though I'm not above going around to scout my competition. Now I have seen many a wanderer come through this area. You fit the bill easily, the both of you. Where about you two from if I may be so bold to ask?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Deathstar:</span>"I'm a foreigner, sir, a son of a soldier. Â That wasn't the life for me, and I am indeed a wanderer."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eferhilda:</span>"I am sure you can spot a dwarf when you see one right?" she asked with a teasing grin.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan:</span>"Not fond of saying where eh? No worries, everyone here has their secrets friend, and my patrons know when a mystery is better left under wraps." He said nodding politely to the hooded man. "And from Tyrinia I presume? Haven't seen many folks from that rocky country that weren't traders. My pardon, but judging from the smell that well fed bull in my stable is yours I presume?<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eferhilda:</span>"Of course! Prize bull, in fact though a large baby. You from here, or just an immigrated businessman?" Tali asked as she took a sip from her drink. The small man would have a lot of money and money was needed for traveling.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Deathstar:</span>"Baby is an interesting way to describe it..." Baelkash muttered.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eferhilda:</span>"Hey! I might like you, but don't tease about the bull," the tankard was sat down heavily on the table, her palms pressed flat on the table. "Get me?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Deathstar:</span>"I meant no offense." Baelkash replied calmly. "You have to admit that he could eat me for dinner and still be hungry. I simply find it funny that something so big could be so gentle in temperament." Baelkash smiled slightly.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eferhilda:</span>A growl came from her lips as she glared at the hooded figure, then she just chuckled. "Yeah yeah! Alright," she laughed and relaxed back in her chair. "So, small fancy man, what made you decide to talk to us? Certainly was not my lady like charms."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan:</span>"Oh on the contrary!" he laughed. "why with your ladylike ways and his general mystique, how could I not be interested?" He let the laugh die within his gut until he continued further. "However, I am a man in need of employees of a more rugged sort. Out of town work you see."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Deathstar:</span>"Please, spare us the fancy rhetoric. Â What, pray tell, are you looking for us to do?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan:</span>"Well if you must know, I have trade that I need sent into Shoven to the north, but with the war going on the area has become rather dangerous with monsters grown confidant with the lack of patrols."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eferhilda:</span>"So, you want us to keep it safe? How dangerous are we talking and how much money?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan:</span>"To the point I see. Well gangs of goblins have started to band together and have attacked undefended caravans quite often. Local militia's are occupied so it relies to mercenaries, though some are just as likely to take the goods for themselves so that is dangerous as well. As for money, well we can discuss that once I get to know you two better. This isn't a place for business talk such as this!"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Deathstar:</span>Baelkahs listened to the details intently. Â "You must be rather desperate," he said, "to approach two strangers. You've certainly piqued MY interest, and if my companion here is also so inclined, I'd be interested in getting more information."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eferhilda:</span>â€œWhy not talk business here? It is public and people seem to mind their own business, or at least mind the large woman's business." she chuckled at the comment about herself.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Deathstar:</span>"So they seem. You never know who is listening..." Baelkash said quietly.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan:</span>The short man looked off-put at the hooded ones remark. "I hope that your reluctance is not a mirror to your skills. I came to you as you both seem to be able to handle yourselves. As I said, I will be getting to know you first and foremost. I am no fool."Â<br/><br/>Before he could answer the large woman, the hooded one again spoke up. "Well said, at least your wits are top notch. But there is no rush. Enjoy yourselves as you will, and when the two of you are ready, grab the bartenders attention and speak my name, Gimly, and oxen in a single insult. He will take you to my quarters."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eferhilda:</span>"Sounds like a plan, seeing as how we would have to think it out and such..." Tali said as she took another drink.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Uratan:</span>"Do as you wish then. If you wish to continue our conversation you both know how to reach me. Enjoy your meals." Gimly stated, as he smiled, nodded, and walked off to deal with more customers.