The wolf looked Kyra over carefully, “I like the way you think, girl.” He says with a hardy laugh. “Revenge is a dish best served cold, as the old saying goes. How would you like that dish prepared?” He pounded his fist into his open palm as he made his inquiry. “Medium-well? Or perhaps well done?” He laughed again and grinned widely, looking into Kyra’s blue eyes, “If you ask me, well done is the best way to go about revenge.”<br/><br/>The wolf backed up slightly, holding out his hand, “I’m Orden by the way.”<br/><br/>Yosef kept an eye on his old friend in case he tried anything. For the most part, the wolf was harmless, he wasn’t going to do anything dangerous. But every now and then he would get… odd. That was why he had warned Kyra prior to their visit. He prayed that his friend wouldn’t get into one of his odd moods.<br/><br/>“Oi, Yosef? If it’s a revenge quest we’re tackling, do you want me to contact the rest of the gang?”<br/><br/>Yosef shook his head, as if he had been anticipating the question all along. “No, I don’t think that will be needed just yet.” Typical Orden. He always wanted to take massive armies, and that wasn’t always an exaggeration. Orden liked things to be in large numbers. He always said it was more helpful, but that was where Yosef disagreed. The fox liked to be subtle.<br/><br/>Orden frowned, “Oh, alright then. How long are you planning on staying?”<br/><br/>“A few days at most. I do have a favor to ask of you, though. I need to know where the underground trader’s market is located.”<br/><br/>The wolf grinned, “That I can do. Now, why don’t you come inside? I’m sure you’ve had a long trip.” He walked toward the hut, motioning for Yosef and Kyra to follow.